Mason and I continue to play the license plate game, even though we have not YET seen West Virginia. Today, we saw to brand new ones (yes, there are still more to see). First, just outside our usual coffee shop, we saw the Creek Nation (Okalahoma Native American) and then at the Minnesota Historical Society on our way to see the Capitol Wind Ensemble at Rice Park, we saw a diplomatic plate. Alas, I did not realize that I needed to write down the first letters so that I could identify what country the consul was from so that's a mystery.
And, the other day I saw what probably this one... a temporary tourist plate from France. Mason's magic is strong indeed.