And here it is: the end of another Odyssey. Memories for life. Isn’t that why we do this? I think so.
Last night, we enjoyed an evening with the Thriller’s mom and large extended family. It was a crazy night of activity, laughter and beautiful scenery as the sun set over Lake Winnebago.
In a circle of lawn chairs by the big shade tree, the Thriller and his brother and sister told funny stories about teenage practical jokes, boat adventures on the lake, and who got picked on the most. It was great fun to sit and listen in.
We invited Mom and Dad to visit us in the coming year. My family will like them, and we’ll throw a feast in their honor. They’ll especially like Dad Leo, who has dozens of funny fishing stories.
So with this, we head for home. It’s a 10-hour drive, which, with the extra hour for Eastern Time, will put us home around 11 p.m. The Thriller’s not sure he wants to haul luggage and reposition air conditioning units that late at night, so for the first time ever, we are going to just take off, and see where we end up.
If we’re achy and tired after 6 hours on the road, we’ll find a place to hole up, then start fresh in the morning, so we’ll have plenty of daylight once we reach home to get the house back up and running.
Wow…the Fink without hotel reservations. Takin’ a walk on the wild side, my friend.