My next stop took me to the Motor City. I’ve always enjoyed my trips to Michigan. Good friends, Indian food, and drinks at Roosevelt’s, a place our company considered the east wing of the office.
As you can expect, I woke up to snow. (How do people live with this every day?) At this point I knew enough to get up early so I could scrape the windshield. My drive to the office is relatively short, and no, my fingers weren’t clutching the steering wheel like a lifeline (this time). But my feet were wet from having to move around the car in the snow.
By the end of the day I was ready to crawl back to the hotel. I wasn’t tired, but a little down and out. My trip was arranged with no return date, many of my long-time friends had moved on, and to top things off, Roosevelt’s closed. Needless to say, I didn’t get any writing done.
I’m glad to say, I’ve been able to keep up with friends on Facebook. I made a few new friends along the way and discovered some great pizza.
After two weeks of training, sit-ins, and catching up, I finally made it home. I know there’s not much comparison, but this is ice the way we recognize it in Texas. 😉