Return to Wisconsin
16 people. 8 adults. 8 kids. 1 house.
It sounds like a bad reality TV show, but it actually was how I spent my summer vacation in scenic Eagle River, Wisconsin.
Remarkably, there were only two injuries: a burst appendix and a hand slammed in a car door. Neither fate befell me or my lovely bride. Moving on.
Two things I find remarkable about the state:
• After spending almost 2 years in California, I can't believe there's still a place in this country where smoking is allowed in restaurants.
• In California, I'm a fat ass. In Wisconsin, I'm a chiseled Adonis.
Rather than bore you to tears with a bunch of words, here are some photos:
Posted by Brian at 11:20 PM
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Category: Travel
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Posted by: Debz on June 23, 2008 11:26 PM
ah, that last photo is definitely my favorite from the trip. nearly the third casualty amongst nephews.
Posted by: SharonZ on June 25, 2008 06:18 AM
Ah Wisconin. It looks lovely. Was the Cap'n well-behaved?
debz, when did you start shoving children overboard?
Posted by: Brian on June 25, 2008 09:42 PM
The young lady dispensing of a toddler is not my lovely bride. It is my little sister Diane, who loves her children too much to let one actually fall over the side, but not so much that she isn't willing to pretend he did.
Posted by: SharonZ on June 27, 2008 06:49 AM
Dude, my bad.
Posted by: Brian on June 27, 2008 08:44 PM
No problem. I can see how the mistake was made. After all, Debz is the toddler-tossing type.