OK, I’m home. Actually, I’ve been home for two days but, I’ve been too lazy to write my post. Sorry. Well…you’ve waited long enough. I’m sure that you’ve had a couple of sleepless nights due to checking my blog to see if I posted about our trip. Fret no more, my pretties…I’m back and ready to post. Please contain yourselves. Hold all applause until the last whiny tale…er…heart-warming, family friendly story has been unfolded.
We’re going to fast forward the first first day. Basically…picture whiny, tired, travel weary kids…swimming and eating. ta-dah…our first day is over. Oh yeah…don’t forget to picture two travel weary, whiny adults trying to find a comfortable spot on the most UNCOMFORTABLE pull-out bed on the planet…EVER! But let’s move on, shall we…because, I have.
The 2nd day…
We celebrated our friends sons 3rd birthday. It started by us going to the Emmet County Fair…just outside Petosky, Michigan. There were cute pigs, rabbits, chickens, horses…many various varieties of farm creatures. But the main attraction…more than the animals and the rides…were the Carnies. There were more toothless carnies than the entire population of the U.S and Canada combined. People…for the love of porcelain veneers…go find yourselves a dentist that accepts wrist bands or ride coupons and get those holes filled in. There are only so many foods that you can drink with a straw. Well…I guess Moonshine and coffee…straws optional…are a food group!
But, in all semi-seriousness…it was a cute fair and the kids had a good time.
Then, we went into Petosky. I love it there. It’s cute, quaint and tourist-y. AND…everyone seems to have their teeth.
You already know about the croup. You already know about the lack of sex. Hm….what else?! Oh yeah…
The Mommies got a day off. The Daddies took the kids to the Avalanche Bay Water Park. So, we…the Mommies…took a 4 mile walk from our resort in Boyne to Deer Lake. We ate at a beach front restaurant where we feasted on a salad and a yummy grilled Portebello Mushroom sandwich…oh so delish…
That night…we FINALLY utilized the babysitter that we brought with us. She’s adorable, by the way and NO…you can NOT borrow her…she’s ours!! Good babysitters are hot commodities!!
The four adults headed into the booming and glamorous Charlevoix…the town that never comes out of its coma. We went to a bar…had a drink…and ended up starving. 10:30…looking for somewhere to eat and NOTHING was open. NOTHING!! WTF?! So, we ended up doing what any starving adults would do…we drove through McDonalds!
A long drive down a dark and winding road, with a pit stop near the haunted woods…for the longest pee on record (are you still going?)-we made our way back.
Our last full day.
Mackinac Island. The piece d’resistance of our trip.
I had been sooooo looking forward to going because the ONE time I was there…1987…I was SO stoned that the only thing I remember was the drive back to the camp I was working, The Cure and a bright orange parking sticker. So yeah, I was super excited to see Mackinac.
It started out pleasant enough. The kids were in decent enough moods-so were the adults. So we boarded the ferry in Macinaw City and headed over to the Island.
Fast forward the picnic lunch. Fast forward searching for good deals on bike rentals for a kagillion people. Hit play at the temper tantrum my son had about riding a bike…at all.
Oh my oldest son…squish those little cheeks. He wouldn’t get on a bike. No matter how much coaxing, yelling, bribing, arguing and threatening we did. NO. Nothing.
So I tell my husband to go. That I’ll catch up with them. I figure that, in that short little sentence made to hubby…he would know that, one way or another, I’d be on a bike, pedaling my short, fat legs as fast as they would go…to catch up with them.
I figured that one way or another, I’d get my son on a bike and off we’d go.
So, I sat my son down in a corner of the bike rental place. Hopped on a SINGLE bike. And rode off into the horizon…looking for the rest of my group.
I never did find them but, I saw some beautiful scenery that, this time, I’ll remember!!
When I got back to the bike rental…
I had a temper tantrum at hubby. It was a bad scene. I couldn’t even eat ice-cream, I was so mad!! But don’t worry. After about an hour, I calmed down and ate my weight in free fudge samples.
We had a yummy pizza dinner. Slept. Drove home…
You can applaud now.