I’ve been dog sick the past week and had to pack and drive 1,500 miles to get to our final destination. Now Jim is sick. We really need a break.
Starting Sunday we drove out of Utah and across the great states of Wyoming, Nebraska and Iowa en route to Wisconsin. Crossing the Mississippi we were in the home stretch but had changed to Central time so even though we left at 8 from Omaha, we were in the dark and Jim lost me.
I knew the further East I went the better, because I’d hit Lake Michigan and he’d find me (my phone was low and spotty) so I ended up in Milwaukee between the Discovery Center and Art Museum/Calatrava. He picked me up to go to our new temporary home, where the parking spots we pay for dearly were stolen. That was the last straw for me.
Now my husband knows how bad I felt packing and driving for three days and says we should have put his car on a transport and driven my car with the dog.
Anyhoo, I end up at the edge of Lake Michigan and a Sheriff pulls up opposite me. I can’t get out, even though I’ve been on the road three hours and need to stretch my legs. He doesn’t come over to see me. I wonder if I’m sitting in an abandoned area illegally. I wonder if he thinks I’m “soliciting.”
Here it is in a nutshell, I’m sick as a dog, driving a dirty “Mommy Car” from all the semi’s kicking up snowmelt and sand and dirt and rocks. There are boxes in the car and a dog in the back. I’m as much of a hooker as your favorite nun.
Once at the famed Grand Central Oyster Bar, I arrived earlier than my husband and said I was meeting him. They sat me immediately and said they’d show him to my table. On my left was a high-end escort with her john, on my right a tattered hooker with hers. That’s where they sat me. My husband says tonight that it had nothing to do with what I wore that day but what I said, that I was “meeting my husband” for lunch. Amazing things one learns on the road to enlightenment!
We ended up in Wisconsin, a block from Lake Michigan but no view from our tiny corporate apartment. Being sick, I’ve not finished unpacking stuff from our cars, and want to bring as little in as possible until we find out where we want to live. Neither of us has ever been here before so we want to get the lay of the land first.
One of the first things I did was buy a block of Wisconsin cheese, featured at Whole Foods. Hope to get into that tomorrow. Did you know that Wisconsin provides 25% of America’s cheese and 50% of its’ specialty cheeses? I didn’t know until I read up on it today.
TripAdvisor can look to new reviews as can you. After we unload/unpack/move and decide where we want to live, I’ve a couple of project and one includes cheese.
Here’s to you from the 17th floor looking west from whence we came. Cheers, Dee
