Thursday, August 21, 2008

Many many miles, and finally home again

For me it started August 7th, when I left for Las Vegas on business. In the Las Vegas Hilton lingered the stale aroma of smoke and peanut butter and banana sandwiches - perhaps not too different from a day some 40 years ago, when Elvis Presley stepped foot in those same hallowed halls. I guess that's a nice way of saying the place smelled funny, the shower fixtures were probably put in before Elvis left the building, and if it were my dime, I'd head back to the Stratosphere. Of note, though, I'm pretty sure I saw "Jaws" from those old James Bond movies as I was checking in. Pretty distinctive looking guy.




Arriving back home on Sunday night, we relax before a big day of driving on Monday. It was now time for our first vacation as parents, and even scarier... our daughter's first road trip. By my best estimates (actually Google's best estimates) our trip took us over 2300 miles through four state capitols and six states (actually seven if you count the wrong turn we took that briefly landed us in Michigan).



Had a great time in Chicago and then at the beach in Indiana (yes, the beach in Indiana) with family and friends. Visited Chicago's Shedd Aquarium, ate deep-dish Chicago pizza, partook of some delicious 14-year-old single-malt scotch, and waded along the southern shores of Lake Michigan.

For some reason, I'm unable to continue to add pics to this post, so I'll continue with my long-winded story and post pics in the next posting.

Where were we? Ah, yes, leaving Indiana to drive back up through Chicago to the outskirts of Milwaukee. Note to self: Never drive back up through Chicago. We got from the Indiana line almost to downtown with little or no incident, and then we hit traffic - not exaggerating, 35 miles of traffic. Finally, just south of Wisconsin, we broke free.

Next on the agenda was the Milwaukee Irish Festival (curiously co-sponsored by the Milwaukee Scottish Arts Council) where we had a great time with the Killer Leprechaun, his twin brother Zamfir who looks nothing like him, and their older brother who we'll just call Larry.

From there we headed west again, stopping in beautiful Nebraska to visit some friends. No kidding, beautiful Nebraska. If you ever get a chance to stray off of I-80 north of Lincoln and West-by-northwest of Omaha, I'd recommend a visit to Fremont, NE. While you're there, check out the lakes and the cliffs on the banks of the Platte River. We checked out Hormel Park, a nature preserve brought to you by the makers of Spam. Ironically, we were told that Spam costs the same in Fremont as it does in any other town across the U.S.

Fremont was our last stop before Colorado. We made it 2300 miles in a car with very few complaints from Baby V. I guess she's inherited the much-coveted road-tripping genes. Anyway, hope you enjoyed the pictures if you happened to read the next post first. Thanks to everyone we visited on the trip. We appreciated the hospitality everywhere we went. It was great to see everyone and finally get everyones' updated email addresses. We'll now be forwarding you some chain letters telling you that you're our best friends and threatening eternal bad luck if you don't forward our message to 10 of your friends within the next hour. If you do, however, decide to forward our messages, "something incredible will happen". I knew this guy who knew this lady who had a cousin whose mother-in-law forwarded this message, and she won the lottery three days later. It's true. I read it on Snopes.

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