We finally arrived at the Museum of Science and Industry, and we discover the very best invention for a family of sleep laters like us - it’s called the Central Time Zone!! Have you heard of this fabulous creature? As we are pulling up to the museum and I am bitching casually mentioning to my husband that we are an hour behind schedule, BAM! He hits me with this incredible Central Time Zone thing and we’re back at 9:30 in the morning - just in time for the museum to open!
Again, we are so diligent with our planning, that no one is surprised that our decision to leave at 5 AM turns into a 6:45 departure. We don’t have long to travel through Ohio before we reach Indiana, and we are expecting to arrive at the Chicago Museum of Science and Industry around 10:30.
After a rather uneventful coffee day yesterday, with easy access to my Starbucks fix on the Pennsylvania and Ohio turnpikes, we are finding Starbucks a bit more elusive between western Ohio and Indiana. We have passed rest areas with Gloria Jean’s coffee, and while I’m sure ol’ Gloria knows quite a bit about coffee, she’s not Starbucks. We saw Bigger’s coffee, but as we all know, Bigger is not necessarily better.
So, we thought we’d make it to Chicago on our first day, but that was when we were wild eyed optimists, with nothing ahead of us but the open road and the promise of a new adventure at every mile marker.
I, like many people, have a morning routine. I get up, shower, brush my teeth, get the kids off to school or summer activities, and then slip over to Cherry Hill, where I have carried on a three year love affair - every morning, sometimes in the afternoon, and even an occasional evening.
A few weeks ago, Jim brought up the idea that we should take the family on a cross country road trip. Yes - as in our country, not one of those tiny little ones where you find characters like Balki or Latka. He’s talking the good ol’ US of A.
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