Sunday, June 28, 2009
We are just back from a week on Cape Cod, where Andy vacationed many summers in his childhood.
Andy and Eve flew because of work/school time constraints. The boys and I drove out...
In a note to my sisters I wrote upon arrival:
I started out from Chicago Friday at 0700. We stopped twice for breaks, stopped by some friends on Lake Chautauqua for a hour and a half, stopped at 10pm to sleep some place in the Fingerlakes District, were back on the road by 0730, stopped for two breaks and a grocery buying venture, and got to Cape Cod at 730 pm to find...Michigan.
Yes, 36 hours of travel to get to a place that looks just like Michigan.
The only differences I've found are there is salt in the water and there are tides.
Those two things better make the extra 34 hours worth it.
Andy is like a little boy (in a good way) so the rest of us are going to make the best of this.
But, from now on, Benton Harbor here we come.
My mood improved over the week. There were dark skies and rain most of the time, but Andy was able to take them sailing one day.
Seth loved the tidal flats. Here the tide comes in on their castle.
We went ocean side one afternoon--beautiful day.
And, had a wonderful sunset the last night.
But, I am just back from the return drive and coming by the exits to Michigan at the end of the journey made me even more weary.
Why do I always need a vacation after my vacations?