Mile 5327: I retreat to O'Toole's Public House for a moment's peace, repose. Grand Rapids MI.

I just stopped for a few minutes to send up a tweet, I explain to the lovely waitress on the floor. I merely sipped my tall Budweiser draft at Eagle Inn, disappointed. Nothing on the menu sang to me. And so I left Eagle to drive here. It's a lovely crowd tonight, with a college pub feeling.