Across the Mitty! Day 41, August 1, 2017

This morning I awoke to an empty campsite on the right and a campsite full of college students (3 tents) on the left.  They didn't get up til 10:30am -- I remember when I could sleep that long.  Now it seems that the duration of my sleep has to do with the flexibility of my bladder.  Oh well, the upside is that they are missing the best part of the day -- right?

Stopped to get some ice at Jericho.  Can you see the date?  1883



The bottom half of the hand (Michigan is the Mitty) is where are travels took us today.  Flat and green, a lot less corn and a lot of American made autos are a few of my favorite things here!!  We passed cities named Battle Creek (home of the original Kellogg's Cereal), Jackson (home of the Prison Museum -- didn't go there), and Kalamazoo (home of Western Michigan University.  Our destination was a newer city named New Hudson.  We arrived at our campground -- Haas Lake Park at 2:30pm and headed out right away to visit with my Aunt Nancy.

While visiting with my aunt, I finally got a call from the glass insurance person who said that the glass for the trailer had arrived in Flint, MI and that they would be calling us to set up an appointment.  Well, you know me, I was not waiting for any call that was not  going to happen.  I called the number the insurance lady gave me and it was a bogus one.  Looked it up on google, called that number and after a bit of time I spoke with Laurie at the shop with whom I made an appointment for Monday mid morning.  She said that they had never done a window like this (inspire a little confidence?) so it may take longer than normal.  Be prepared.  Okay . . . . .  I'm game . . . .

Afterwards, we went to dinner at my Sister Mary Pat's house.  Had brats, corn, salad and watermelon -- real midwestern fare.  Watched the sunset at their new home.  Thanks Sis.  I love you.





Tomorrow, I go see Dad and Sue!  Then on to Algonac State Park!!





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