Since blogger.com is sucking a bunch of ass today, there are no pictures, so I'm going to post this, let it sit, and see if I can't post pictures after I publish this. Sorry for the inconvience.-mgmtThe trip to michigan was fun. We camped, I rode on a jetski (a first for this desert/mountian dweller) and was promptly thrown off by the
man who said, "Don't worry, I wont throw you off." We both laughed so hard, he couldn't help me get back on the jetski and i was laughing so hard i couldn't tread water. Lucky for me, the life vest made it easy. Got some fudge in the north, and saw some wonderful waterfalls. All in all i had a wonderful trip, and I cant wait to go on another. Steve and I were in the car together for 3200 miles, and when I say together, i mean it. We were in the car together for every one of those 3200 miles. It was nuts. And neither of us feel like we want to kill the other (I hope), so that worked out great. At least, I don't want to kill him, yet... Michigan was nothing like I expected it to be. I mean, for some reason, I expected it to be a lot more flat and barren. I dunno, for some reason I have this habit of overlaying memories of Wyoming onto places I have never been. It was beautiful though, and especially up north. And I couldn't believe how blue the lakes were!!! MORE BLUE than the ocean out my front door!! Steve treated me to a campground that was right on the River That Is Unpronounceable that runs from the Falls That Are Unpronounceable. I met all of steves friends, and I'm really glad I did. Now I can put a face to all these mythical people he spoke of. ha ha ha. The best news is though, that if we can survive 3200 miles in the car together to, from, and around michigan, we can also survive the 4000+ miles to, from, and around Colorado/Wyoming. Going to Michigan only made me realize how different life was growing up for the both of us. He doesn't know what it's like to climb a real mountain. He doesn't know that going up to a lookout point and seeing all of the city at night is a common occurance. He doesn't know what it's like to stand flat footed in the middle of a field and see mountains that stretch 12,000 feet high behind you, and see for 30+ miles nothing but hills and grass and clouds in front. We grew up in such different places, and knowing him as well as I do now, it's kindof cool to see where he came from. We saw his highschool, his old work, his family, and his friends, and it truly helped me get to know him better. I hope we can take another trip together soon.
