From Michigan
Beulah to Ann Arbor
Now comes the dry stretch for the blog. I'm here in Ann Arbor in Les's room at her college house, having a helluva time trying to type on her keyboard. I'd write about the day but it's late, I'm busy and sleep is more valuable. I hope to get to a paper journal soon. That's where my entries will be from today on.

Tomorrow I visit Sian, and the day after go to Warren. Looks like Tuesday Les and I will attempt Cedar Point. But with her schedule so hectic and her friends so valuable, we may not go. Eh... whatever happens, happens.

It's been strange seeing her. I'm much more at ease with her bouncy, jubilant personality than i was when she came to Seattle for spring break. But still, things have changed. We had a long day of driving today, not much of it spent on the beach due to morning storms. See... I knew a storm was coming. We had one rather stressful incident early in the day where Les was pulled over by a hidden cop for going 53 in a 35. But he was nice and let us off scot free.

Anyway, eh, I'm going to bed. I've dumped most of the Mich pics to this point into a directory. They should all be there by early tomorrow. Go look if you dare, but they're unedited and are large files that may be sideways. here is the directory. Night all!

Please see this entry for the story of my visit with Lesley. It was less than great.