Be it ever so humble....

We have been home 10 days and today I removed the last of my belongings from the RV. I was surprised how much it hurt to do so. I looked around at the space that had been our home for 5 weeks and was so sad that it was over. All along I knew that although this was a trip of a lifetime, I was not hooked on RV'ing and would encourage Emily to sell it when we returned home. In so many ways it was the perfect way to see the country. Taking our "home" comforts with us had advantages. Queen sized bed with thermafoam topper, AC/ heat (used both), real refrigerator and freezer, stove, microwave, oven (though I never used it) along with my coffee pot and veggie steamer made it perfect.

We also had the best of camping with campfires, s'mores, grilled food, animals and sunsets and stars.

We saw tree farms with rows and rows of tall trees and wind farms with windmills so tall that one blade needed a super sized trailer to deliver it. (yes we saw that, too) From the highway I saw corn growing in every state, but had a hard time finding some fit to eat. Found out potatoes only grow in the narrow west strip of Idaho. Some of Idaho looks like the moon. Two crops never seen before were sugar beets and hops.

We touched the Mississippi at flood stage in St. Louis and walked in the headwaters in Minnesota where it was little more than a stream. Saw all the Great Lakes except Ontario and touched them.

There were places that were so dry nothing but creosote and mesquite would grow there and areas so wet there was moss growing on the trunks of trees all the way around! Saw tall snow capped mountains, painted canyons of the Badlands deserts and prairies and every terrain in between.

Everywhere we went we searched for a ripe tomato, found none until we got home. Finally got some sugar corn in Minnesota. Ate bison and elk, river trout and walleye and a lot of peanut butter.

Tried local beer and wine every chance we got. Amused to find Rolling Rock listed as an import at one restaurant. When buying beer in Wisconsin a clerk asked about Yuengling when he heard I was from PA. I laughed and said it was my "hometown favorite"

We did a lot, missed a lot, could probably find a month of things to do in each place we went. It was hard to leave each of them.

Some days, especially on the way home, I couldn't remember which state I slept in the night before. I know I touched the Pacific Ocean in Oregon and made it home. I know we laughed and had a blast. We survived, no, thrived, for 24/7 in 32 feet for over 5 weeks, 21 states, 8474 miles in the RV and 1800 in rental cars.... Trip of a lifetime... priceless.

"On the cover of Rolling Stone..."

Our last planned destination was Cleveland to see the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. This was Skip's request, I wasn't sure I would enjoy it. I was wrong.

We stayed near Cedar Point in Ohio. No clue that Cedar Point is an amusement park. It had a Jersey Shore feel to it without the salt in the air. We were on Lake Erie now and once again got there pretty late, too late to explore the area. We half thought about staying an extra night to catch our breath, but we wanted to be home in time to go to the Annual Polish Cousins Picnic on Saturday so we decided to push on. We made sure we went to a beach to dunk our feet in another Great Lake, this time Lake Erie.

The drive to Cleveland was scenic, again not taking an interstate made the ride more interesting. We passed through small towns many with huge mansions. I guess the rich folks build houses along the lake to keep cool in the summer. Parking was a challenge with the RV, but doing some Internet homework helped. We knew the municipal and the Port Authority lots would accept RVs. Had some trouble locating them, but we managed and didn't have too far a walk. It was pleasant enough. Parked by the Cleveland Browns Stadium. They had a windmill to power the stadium.

The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Museum is a multi-sensory experience. There is music in the background and I found myself singing or dancing to the music. Great photographs of the early influences of R & R. Some great artifacts from some of the greats: Elvis, the Beatles, Michael Jackson. There was a whole special exhibit about Bruce Springstein. I found it cool that I had seen some of the legends in concert. Skip had even seen Elvis a few times! What I enjoyed most were the movies about Rock and Roll and Motown. We spend most of the afternoon there, and could have spent more time.

We did not have reservations anywhere and didn't know where we would spend the night. Leaving the museum close to 5 p.m. and dealing with Cleveland rush hour traffic trying to get out of town didn't help us get a lot of miles done this day.

We stopped at the rest area of the Ohio Turnpike thinking we were parking in the RV lot. Found out that for $15 one could plug into electric and spend the night. They had pump out and fresh water if you needed it. The rest area had some food places as well as trucker's shower and laundry. So we paid the $15 and spent the night with several other RV's. Not KOA, but better than WalMart parking lot. And a bit closer to home than Cleveland....our last night on the road.

Not the North Pole or Mall of America

Sometime in the past year or so we saw a show about the largest Christmas store in the world, probably on the Travel Channel. I remember saying to Skip, "If we ever go to Michigan, we have to go there." That was forgotten until I saw a billboard for Bronners, CHRISTmas Wonderland. We checked the website and found it was not out of the way, so we HAD to go.

Frankenmuth, Michigan is a vacation destination. There is a German feel to the touristy place. We went to the Frankenmuth Bavarian Inn for bratwurst and German style beer brewed just for the Inn. They had a glockenspiel that you could see from outside in the beer garten.

The main attraction for me was the Christmas store. It was overwhelming. It was like a Christmas Village, North Pole, Santa's Workshop, for acres and acres...well, I don't know really how big it is, but the parking lot reminded me of a mall lot only it was one store. I kept looking up at all the decorations and scenes. On the sales floor was every ornament you could want, personalized, themed, color co-ordinated....animal, vegetable, occupation or hobby. Every once and a while I had to stop and ground myself. I thought of my brother, Bill, who loves to decorate for Christmas. I sent him a photo from my cell phone and asked him to guess where I was. He first guessed the North Pole, then Mall of America. I sent it to Emily who guessed Santa's Workshop. Nope, Bronners... Google it.

For several years I have been collecting Christmas ornaments when I travel. On this trip I had already gotten a few from Kansas (ruby slippers), South Dakota, Yellowstone, Glacier, Lake Itasca, but to buy one here at the store of stores...how to choose....it was not as hard as I thought. A shopping bag with ornaments inside and the name of the store on the front of the bag...sold...and I bought an eagle from the animal section. I love eagles and we saw a few on our trip.

So if you are ever in Michigan, and can get to Frankemuth, stop for a beer and a bratwurst at the Bavarian Inn, and go to Bronners. It's an amazing place, Christmas 361 days of the year- closed only 4 days. Check out their web page...truly amazing. http://www.bronners.com/

Yoopie Soul Food

Driving across northern Michigan, this time admiring Lake Michigan, we saw signs for "Pasties." No, get your mind out of the gutter, this is food, not adult entertainment. We stopped for lunch at a place that had on it's sign: "Yoopie Soul Food" My curiosity is really piqued...I was about to discover what is a "pasty" but had a new question: what is a "yoopie"?

We ordered three, the original-a beef pasty, a veggie one and a pizza pasty. A root beer and a cream soda completed our lunch order. Back in the RV we set about tasting Yoopie soul food.

The beef pasty had lean ground beef, potato and rutabaga encrusted in a pastry crust. They were shaped like a half moon, smaller than a calzone, but bigger than a pirogi. It was baked, not fried and was more flaky than a calzone, it was not a yeast dough, more like a pot pie crust. A little dry, but tasty. The veggie one was similar but had carrots and celery. I didn't taste the pizza one. It just seemed wrong. If it wasn't yeasty dough, I wouldn't like it.

I took a flyer from the store that answered some of my questions. Pasties have a Cornish heritage, the Cornish immigrants worked the mines and often took pasties for lunch into the mines. The real mystery was solved, a "Yoopie" is a person from Upper Peninsula Michigan.

We stopped again to put our feet into Lake Michigan then drove around the upper peninsula and across the Mackinac Bridge. Lake Huron to one side and Lake Michigan on the other. I'm not into bridges, but this one WAS beautiful. As promised, I thought of our waiter in Oregon who haled from this part of the world. We stayed at yet another lake, Higgins Lake, but arrived too late to explore the area.

Land of Lakes

Northern Wisconsin is also full of lakes, passed Land of Lakes and stayed at Chain of Lakes. Most impressive was my first view of Lake Superior. It looked like an ocean with waves and you could see no shore on the other side. A young man said to Skip, "this is our ocean" and was so happy that it was clean and clear. He was from twin cities and hadn't seen either the Atlantic or Pacific Ocean. The Jersey shore certainly isn't as clean as Lake Superior...

Wisconsin was another drive through state and we wished we could have stayed longer. Traveling east I keep calling it, but it is really going home. I want to be home, but I want to see more of these states...

The Mighty Mississippi?

Our trip started with seeing what the mighty Mississippi could do to St. Louis in flood stage. We also planned to see the headwaters of the Mississippi in Minnesota, a state with more coastline than any other due to its lakes and rivers. As we drove to Lake Itasca we couldn't help noticing how many lakes there are! There are also beautiful forests with a huge variety of deciduous and coniferous trees in so many shades of green! We did not take the interstate, but traveled a state road that went through national forests.

Itasca is a state park in which you could spend weeks. There were lakes for kayaks and canoes, cabins and campgrounds (we stayed at a KOA nearby). We met people from the state who go there every year and stay for a week at a time and others who come several times a summer.

We walked a short distance from the visitor center to a marker of the headwaters to get a tourist shot. Skip offered to take a family photo of a group and they reciprocated. I posted the tourist shot. We dipped our feet into the water and found out from a local that you can wade downstream for a bit and the water only gets thigh deep (unless you are short...) then there are steps so you can climb out and get back on the path. It was a very hot day, the water refreshingly cool...who could resist? There were squeals of delight as children got in the water in their clothes. I think part of the appeal was getting your clothes wet, but there were many kids with bathing suits, locals I guess, who knew the drill. Another local told Skip that it takes 90 days for the water do go from where we stood to the mouth of the Mississippi and the Gulf of Mexico.

Foolishly I did not listen to Skip's suggestion to put on my Tevas and water shorts like he did....so I slogged through the water with my Island Pro Slippers (Hawaiian Flip Flops) gripping tightly with my toes to avoid losing them. Flashbacks of having one stuck in the muck of a stream in Reno last year were haunting me. It took great effort to locate and free it and I wasn't leaving it in Reno and the Mississippi wasn't claiming it either.

We walked the distance with some other people. At one point I almost lost my step and would have landed in the water, purse and all, but I managed to regain my footing. I felt a bit naughty getting my white shorts wet, and being short, I was wet beyond my thighs... The good thing about being in an RV was that there were clean dry clothes and a place to change waiting for me.

Another wonderful place that we left thinking we would like to come back some day....

Long Drive East

Shortly after entering North Dakota we saw signs for Theodore Roosevelt National Park. A woman at a visitor's center in Montana said it is one of the least known National Parks, but was beautiful. Needing a reminder why we took this trip, we stopped at the park for a while even though we had many miles to our campground and the sunlight was fading.

This was called the Badlands of North Dakota, not to be confused with those in South Dakota. Looking down into the Painted Canyon we noted it was different than South Dakota because there was a lot of vegetation, green grasses and low lying bushes. In South Dakota, there wasn't much growing. We enjoyed the view and remembered to stop to smell the flowers, figuratively. Or watch the play of light on the canyons...

I would have liked to spend more time in North Dakota, but there were only two KOA campgrounds in the state, the one near Bismark and one further north and way out of our way. A drive through state this time, but one worth a return trip.