First, I want to confess at least two junior @WanderingWilbo errors.
First, I arrived at the ferry docks in Ludington MI with less than a
quarter tank of gas. Arriving in Manitowoc, I didn't see gas stations
that looked well lit and well monitored. Second, we could have booked
one night in Manitowoc and all hotels looked less than full as I
passed them with a sleeping daughter in passenger seat. I even
considered taking one and calling our Milwaukee hotel to hold the room
anyway, billing me anyway. Now that's a prescription for a subluxation, sleeping snuggled up in a
passenger seat! I have yet to introduce my daughter to the joys of
chiropractor care. I am glad the Badger has a quiet room with
reclining chairs where one can catch a snooze and I invested most of
my 4 hour passage in napping so I could drive alert all the way to
Milwaukee. Good call, because I was total attention driving US 43
south, goaded on by the full moonlight and all that open road all to
ourselves until crossing into Milwaukee County. The Dodge Caliber is
too muscled a car to have a twelve gallon tank, and its yellow low gas
light flicked on a little south of Manitowoc. It's so rural south of
Manitowoc that no one has honored people by giving the highways names.
So I remarked upon passing Highway XX. That obviously was named
Highway XX before the nineteen seventies. I was gratified to find life
off the first Sheboygan exit, yet the BP had pay at the pump gas and
no open store or rest area. So glad I had working plastic and hadn't
drink much during my voyage over from Michigan. We made our hotel,
after a ninety mile drive south, right when bars were closing. That's
a horrible time to have a car on road, and I'm glad even when motoring
south on Howell Road near Mitchell Airport, we had a mostly empty
street. I nudged daughter to "initiate her wake up sequence" and I got
her up to our room in the Wyndham Milwaukee Airport and off to bed
with a minimum of fuss & waiting. Tuesday night will be a challenging
drive returning from Chicago to Pontiac MI, but I'll set off for
Pontiac during sunlit hours and arrive at dusk.
First, I arrived at the ferry docks in Ludington MI with less than a
quarter tank of gas. Arriving in Manitowoc, I didn't see gas stations
that looked well lit and well monitored. Second, we could have booked
one night in Manitowoc and all hotels looked less than full as I
passed them with a sleeping daughter in passenger seat. I even
considered taking one and calling our Milwaukee hotel to hold the room
anyway, billing me anyway. Now that's a prescription for a subluxation, sleeping snuggled up in a
passenger seat! I have yet to introduce my daughter to the joys of
chiropractor care. I am glad the Badger has a quiet room with
reclining chairs where one can catch a snooze and I invested most of
my 4 hour passage in napping so I could drive alert all the way to
Milwaukee. Good call, because I was total attention driving US 43
south, goaded on by the full moonlight and all that open road all to
ourselves until crossing into Milwaukee County. The Dodge Caliber is
too muscled a car to have a twelve gallon tank, and its yellow low gas
light flicked on a little south of Manitowoc. It's so rural south of
Manitowoc that no one has honored people by giving the highways names.
So I remarked upon passing Highway XX. That obviously was named
Highway XX before the nineteen seventies. I was gratified to find life
off the first Sheboygan exit, yet the BP had pay at the pump gas and
no open store or rest area. So glad I had working plastic and hadn't
drink much during my voyage over from Michigan. We made our hotel,
after a ninety mile drive south, right when bars were closing. That's
a horrible time to have a car on road, and I'm glad even when motoring
south on Howell Road near Mitchell Airport, we had a mostly empty
street. I nudged daughter to "initiate her wake up sequence" and I got
her up to our room in the Wyndham Milwaukee Airport and off to bed
with a minimum of fuss & waiting. Tuesday night will be a challenging
drive returning from Chicago to Pontiac MI, but I'll set off for
Pontiac during sunlit hours and arrive at dusk.
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