I hit the road at 9AM:

I’m sad that I’m traveling alone this summer:

I decided to just keep going.  I drove for 16 hours, traversing New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, Illinois and into Wisconsin.  I overnighted at the Cracker Barrel in Kenosha:

See the trip map for today’s drive.

My parents are visiting, so we checked out West Point Academy:

This morning I woke up at a PPG pilot’s house to find that the weather wasn’t flyable:

I drove into Minneapolis and spent some time visiting with my parents and my brother and his family.  After spending Shabbos in St. Louis Park, I picked up Trish and the kids at the airport.  We spent the week at a hotel near by brother’s house.

Most mornings we went for walks around the lakes near my brother’s house:

Whenever we walked by this restaurant, I felt I was in danger:

Trish and the kids flew home on Friday, and I repositioned to spend St. Louis Park for Shabbos.

Today, I said goodbye to Jason and Clay, drove south from Crested Butte, then East to Taylor Park.  The welcome wagon came by to welcome me to the neighborhood:

Not a bad spot:

See the trip map for today’s drive.