This past week, my sons were both at camp, so my husband planned a getaway for just the two of us. I believe it is the first trip he has planned since our honeymoon. He was enthusiastic about the itinerary and teased me with hints of a few secrets in store for me. (P.S. I really dislike secrets.)
We stuffed the car with our stuff (including a camp stove and sleeping bag for one night at a camper cabin, along with the hotels he’d picked) as well as the boys’ stuff, and barely managed to squeeze in ourselves. On the way, we stopped at one of the boys’ happy places, a Pizza Ranch, where we met soon-to-be-published author Gabrielle Meyer and her family for lunch and great conversation.
Later, after we dropped off our boys at camp (doing our best to embarrass them in front of their fellow teenage campers by our mere presence), we began our quest to revisit some of our favorite places. (No, not England this time, sadly.)
We went hiking in Itasca State Park, walking along the Duluth boardwalk, strolling through Grand Marais, touring Grand Portage National Park, and tromping many miles through Jay Cooke State Park. With all that walking, I still managed to gain a ton of weight in one week. Yes, I am skilled in that area.
We even drove across the boarder into Canada to visit Fort William and have lunch in a Tim Horton’s restaurant. (How could you not love a place where your order of a #6 includes your choice of sandwich, drink, and DONUT instead of fries?!? Which reminds me, we also made two stops at The World’s Best Donuts in Grand Marais. Oh, and then there were pies at Betty’s Pies. And… Maybe now I’m figuring out how I gained that weight….)
Along the way, we shared good talks, laughs, romance, memories from the past, and plans for the future.
Did I mention that pre-galleys for The Secret of Pembrooke Park were due the Monday after we got home? So while hubby slept in, I rose early every morning to work on them. I also sat in the backseat with my computer and purple pen during several long drives. A challenge for this car-sick-prone gal, let me tell ya. Ah yes, the glamorous life of an author.
Oh, and the surprises? Well, I’ll only share one, but it’s sweet. Hubby arranged a private ballroom dance lesson for us while we were visiting Duluth. (He knows how much I love to dance.) It was so much fun; and I’m looking forward to trying out a few new moves at a family wedding in August.
Well, thanks for traveling with me for this recap of our Happy Places tour. What happy places have you visited this summer?