Aug. 11, 2006 - Writing About Yesterday...
...because nothing has happened today.
We left early (I had to get up at *gasp* 7:30, but I made up for it by sleeping until nine today). And headed to Green Bay, which is about two hours away. A little longer, with the construction for the new four-lane. So we went to Bay Beach for a few hours. It was great. No one got sick. Of course the spinningest thing I rode was the Tiltawhirl. (I think that's how it's spelled, but it always looks wrong.) Nothing really remarkable happened. I do wish I'd taken a picture of the slide though. It's really really high. Not sure exactly HOW high, so we'll just leave it at really. But not as high as the ski jump.
After stopping at Subway, we headed off into the wilderness of Wisconsin to find Grandpa's friend Joe's house. I always want to call him Jeff. That's one of Grandpa's other friends, who we're going to see today sometime. He and his wife have a really neat house that used to be a bar right near the marina. Now it's almost like two houses, and they're thinking of making it into a bed and breakfast type of place. Only neither of them like making breakfast, so it'll be more of a "supper, bed and get outta here" place. Location-wise, it's great. It's right on the bay, and only about ten miles from a main highway.
I think I'm going to go into ice cream withdrawal when we get home. We've had ice cream - I kid you not - EVERY SINGLE DAY since we left. It's crazy, but obviously I'm not complaining. : )
Gotta go, Grandpa wants me to go somewhere with him. Talk to you later!
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