Quickest Vacation Ever

Sixteen hours....the perfect-summer-coming-to-an-end vacation.

My best friend, L, and her family rented a cabin in Dansbury, WI and they invited me to tag along.
Unfortunately, I had to work all week.  However, I did make the 2 hour drive Friday night after work to spend a night on Bass Lake. 

I got lost a little bit in Wisconsin, twice actually.  But I made it just in time to see the lake before dusk and then see the moon rise up over the horizon.  I also had my first chili dog, which was accompanied by roasted corn on the cob.  Oh, and s'mores and mixed drinks while sitting (and dancing) by the campfire. 

The morning came too quickly and it was time to come back home.  I wanted to away from the freeway as long as possible.  How can 75 mph be too slow for the fast lane??  So I took the scenic route to Grantsburg.  I guess it has a famous dairy building where you can get delicious ice cream but somehow I missed it.  I was through Grantsburg before I knew I was even in it.  Oh well. 

Her family is so gracious and welcoming.  They made me feel like I was one of the bunch even though I was the outsider.  They said that next time they go on vacation, I need to be there longer than sixteen hours.  I agree.

Even though it was short, it was perfect.  Even though it was 54 degrees, it was perfect.