Mistaken Mountains
It’s rainy again, so I’m taking the opportunity to fix my moped seat. It’s full of rips on the top and sides, but the vinyl sealer should take care of that. It won’t look that pretty, but it’ll work.
—
Last Saturday Meredith and I went to Chicago to attend the Printers Row Book Fair. It was okay, but I probably won’t make the trip for it next year. Tons of book stores and publishers, multiples per tent, set up in the middle of the street in the south loop. There were too many people to really look at the books. I think I prefer to sit in a bookstore, casually reading things that look interesting. That’s what we did later that day at Quimby’s.
We drove back from Chicago that night and woke up on Sunday to promptly head down to Sturgis. It was my Grandpa’s 73rd birthday, and we had lunch at his cabin in the woods to celebrate. My Grandma came out, which probably made him happier than anything else. She’s been so sick with her radiation treatments that she doesn’t ever leave the house.
Yesterday I got a call from Dan proposing a trip to Mount Pleasant to visit a motorcycle/moped junkyard. I’d never been there, but he said it was only about 45 minutes away, so we took off — heading west. As it turns out, there are two cities named Mount Pleasant in Michigan. Of course we went to the wrong one. I checked on MapQuest, and when you put in Mount Pleasant it asks you which one…but somehow that was overlooked.
It worked out okay. We went to South Haven, got some ice cream and walked out on the pier. Not a bad way to spend a sunny day.
Comments
Posted by: miguel on June 11, 2003 2:01 PM
Posted by: simon on June 11, 2003 2:12 PM