Meeshigan Too

The next day on our vacation was spent on Mackinac Island. Nice, but not at all what we expected. We kind of expected a mini-Nantucket, but in fact it was more like a glorified Myrtle Beach. All of the little shops on main street sell nothing but crap trinkets and souvenirs; and the entire island seems to smell of horse urine.

The B & B we stayed in, though, was spectacular. Huge main room, nice second room (right off the main room) for the kids to sleep in. We set up a little table in there, and Michael taught us all euchre. It was truly a lot of fun.

Frankly, euchre in the B & B was probably the highlight of the vacation.

From Mackinac, we drove down to Frankenmuth and stayed in Saginaw (in kind of a dumpy Howard Johnson's). We had a run-in with some jerks at dinner. They made us feel very uncomfortable, and truly ruined the evening and our anniversary dinner.

Jerks.

We ended by driving to Hell, Michigan (just to say we "went to Hell"), and then to Greenfield Village (which we liked very much (in fact, we bought a family membership)).

The vacation, all in all, was a welcome break from work and home stresses -- but did not make any of our lists of favorite vacations.

Turns out 1,000,000 Ohio State fans are right.