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Mackinac. Island.

So, in an effort to wrap up my remaining time with my parents here in Michigan on a good note, we decided to take a little road trip up to Mackinac Island for these past few days.

Two things:

1. When you're on a strict diet, do not go to Mackinac Island. The people there do two things: make fudge, and try to out-do the size of one another's hamburgers. 

2. When you travel 200 miles north, don't just assume that the weather will be as warm as it is where you are. It won't. My family and I ended up investing in an entire new line of sweatshirts and jackets.

We decided that we loved the Island, but that next summer, when we are all super skinny, we are going to eat our way through the town. Pizza, fudge, caramel apples, hamburgers, fresh cut french fries, all of it. You're going to watch us die of a food coma on that Island because we were so incredibly deprived while we were there the past few days.

The Island is awesome, by the way. About 100-some years ago, they banned any and all vehicles, so people can only get around by foot, by bike, or by horse (which, on a bad note, means the entire island smells like horse shit, but that's ok...it keeps you from eating too much food when you are trying to enjoy the aroma of your lunch, and instead get the aroma of whatever has fallen out of the horse's ass). 

Sorry for the "visual" on that last line, by the way.

Anyways, we did the whole horse-carriage tour thing, and then we caught a glimpse of some butterflies, we managed to eat some popcorn, and then took the Ferry back to the mainland. 

Overall, a good trip.

Now if I could get rid of this ear infection/sore throat/cough, life would be perfect.




(And yes, Thad is really asleep in the picture. What more does a little boy need aside from his grandpa, a big boat, and some popcorn!?)



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