Days 1 and 2

August 13, 2006 at 4:32 am (future, present, the fam)

It hit me somewhere near Albany. Listening to the CD The Roommate made for me, doing 80 beneath an electric blue sky with the Father Figure asleep in the passenger seat. And I admit, I cried.

We drove through the scary part of New York state – you know, where they sell guns in the mini-marts – and witnessed a case of road rage. A Neon was sufficiently fired up to take on an Escalade and after nearly running the Escalade off the road, the Neon started throwing things out the window.

After spending the night with family friends across the border, I woke up early to take advantage of the trail near their home. EVERY SINGLE person I passed on my run smiled and said hello. And we spent 20 minutes chatting with the owners of the fruit stand where we picked up nectarines and blueberries for the trip. It’s official – Canadians are the nicest people on the planet.

All went well today until we hit the Ambassador Bridge near Detroit. It took us 90 minutes to cross the bridge and get through customs. When we finally reached the front of the line, the customs officer turned the light to red so he could chat with a buddy for 10 minutes before honoring us with his inane questions.

Linner at Zingerman’s was just fantastic. I’m not sure my UMich L1 friend appreciated us getting her instantly addicted to a not-so-cheap, not-so-healthy dinner option, but the amazing sandwiches, friendly staff, and outdoor picnic seating made for a perfect counter to the miserable hour plus on the bridge.

We pulled into Chicago late tonight and have plans to spend the day in the city tomorrow. La Grande Jatte here I come.

A typical reaction from my picture-hating father:

More trip photos



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