Always the most interesting time. Back from vacation.
J. and I decided we were making no plans and did as such. We ended up camping at a biker/RV camp on Saturday night, right by the Wisconsin river, it was beautiful until it started storming. We woke up wet and dirty and exhausted.
We packed up quick, talked to the biker/fishermen and heard of more storms. After a quick walk through the Dells proper and a fine luncheon at the Golden Crown, we decided we deserved a hotel room. This was Sunday night the weekend after Memorial Day so I called one of the fancier hotels with a water park right in the hotel. They had discounted the prices way too much to not take it, so we took it.
The Great Wolf Lodge led us to the Hurricane Water Slide where we both peed our pants laughing and watched a ton of people in their undersized bathingsuits and their oversized kids. We played some good video games and watched Spiderman and fell dead asleep.
Monday we woke up bright and early and refreshed to by far the prettiest day I’ve seen in awhile. So we ran ran ran to Noah’s Ark to do the big kid waterslides. I was amazed that all the Wisconsin people could get up all those stairs for a 2 second ride on the way down. We did about 10 slides and were done by 1:00.
Then off to a new campground, Stand Rock where we found a tiny little site tucked away in the trees and the birds, blind to everyone around us, it was a perfect site. We ate huge cheeseburgers and played hands and hands of cribbage that I lost continually.
Then home. The hard part.
The good part is, it feels like Monday but it’s already Wednesday. And Chicago is still a beacon in the night to me, there is no other home I would go to and no other person I would want to go home with.
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