So you know what's even better than getting an email that says "Your Mustang will be waiting for you at the Ritz"?
Actually handing over the valet ticket (after raiding the very nice Ritz-Carlton Dearborn hospitality suite for the 4th time in less than 12 hours) and being handed the keys to a candy apple red 2010 Ford Mustang. With bigass Pirelli tires, black leather seats and a banging stereo system. Plus a place to charge up my iPhone.
It's even more fun to drive than you're imagining right now.
When you rev the V8 and hear that growling /purring monster under the hood, you know this baby can go fast. Some people might even have been tempted to peel out of the Ritz parking lot.
Speaking of classy, I have to show you the back seat of the Mustang, where we kept one of our giant BlogHer suitcases. Note the tape. Good looking and practical! It turned out that we could fit that suitcase in the trunk, the luggage helping guy at the hotel was just being conservative.
Even though we had those giant suitcases filled with cute shoes and stylish clothes, we still succumbed almost immediately to the siren song of Meijer. It's big box store that's apparently open 24 hours, is staffed by women who look like Donatella Versace/Janice the Muppet/Tori Spelling and has awesome accessories like the yellow circles bag that I made Stefania buy. Also, the one we stopped at is right next to a White Castle.
My first White Castle burger definitely lived up to the hype, and they also make a delicious unsweetened iced tea. Who knew?
The Meijer was on the way to Fennville, where we had a delicious lunch with the delightful Danielle Wiley and her wonderful family at their summer cottage. After lunch Danielle and her two kids took us to the beach, where we saw Lake Michigan for the first time.
As a native East Coaster, who now lives on the West Coast, I didn't know what to expect when we got to the "Third Coast." Even with all of the advance warning, it was still surprising to see this ocean in the middle of the country. It was a little bit windy and wild and gorgeous!
We could have stayed at the beach all day, taking pictures and watching waves, but the lure of getting our sweet ride back on the open road was strong. Plus we had a ferry to catch! So around 3pm, Stefania and I hopped in the car and zoomed off to Mackinac Island.
Possibly we sprayed a bit of gravel as we pulled out of the driveway. Because we could.
to be continued...