8 months ago

Denver Manhattan Mount Vernon Chicago. We are finally at a location with consistent Internet, so I’ve decided to play a little catch up about our journey thus far from sunny Denver around the world. That was an extremely boring sentence and I apologize. We headed from Denver after our first round of goodbyes to Manhattan, KS with Lance and Colleen to celebrate the life of my grandpa. He passed the week before, and Meghan and had planned on visiting him, but instead we ran around with my folks, visiting some of the places that were most important to him, my grandma, and my mom and dad. He was a wonderful man, and I’m happy that I was able to at least spend some time celebrating his life before leaving the country. He said on his 90th birthday that one of his greatest days of his life was watching the royals win the world series, and that comment made that day one of the best days of my life. After a second round of goodbyes, we headed to Mt Vernon, OH (not the residence of George Washington…) to visit Meg’s family for a couple weeks. Her sister Katie was in town and she brought her 4 month old, Wyatt, with her as well. We were able to see her mom, dad, and sisters Kristen, Katie, Jenni, as well as their adorable kids Gaby and Xavier. I’ll admit that I’ve not even thought about having kids until I spent these two weeks with those kids…but before I knew it I was talking in one of those baby voices that I’ve always heard with disdain and lambasted under my breath. Made a hypocrite by a tiny human wearing a pink bow. We drove from there also to visit a couple of Meghan’s close friends—-Emily and her husband Jose, Mel and her husband Brent, as well as her college buddy Brian. We spent one afternoon at a dog festival without Gracie, which was overwhelmingly sad, but we packed enough dog festival shwag to send a care package from Ohio. She knows. After our third round of goodbyes (Meg’s mom and dad), we left to Chicago from Haley and Ryan Crecco’s house (after our fourth round of goodbyes) outside of cleveland . The Crecco’s are friends of the family and they were extremely hospital, putting meg and i up for a couple nights and humoring me by playing innumerable sporcle quizzes about asinine topics for a number of hours after the kids went off to dreamland. We left from there with Kristen and her boyfriend Harley to Chicago. I learned two important things from the two week adventure from Denver to Ohio: (1) I have the ability to talk in a dreadful baby voice if there is a child cute enough, which makes me uncomfortable, (2) saying goodbye to very loved people 5 times in a span of 2 weeks is terribly exhausting, and (3) people, family especially, are my favorite. After loading up the vehicle, we headed off towards New Gotham. Hoping to see batman in Millennium Park, we cruised down the ridiculous highways of Ohio and India(na), paying over 30 bucks in tolls along the way. Don’t taxes pay for roads? Crazy. We arrived in Frank Sinatra’s kind of town around 4:30 and headed into town to grab a deep dish and see the jazz festival in the park. The City the Works is a gorgeous city, and we sent the better part of the night walking around gingerly, snapping photos by the work known as the Bean, which we thought were quite creative but were likely to have a likeness to the likes of like every photo ever taken there.

Denver Manhattan Mount Vernon Chicago.

We are finally at a location with consistent Internet, so I’ve decided to play a little catch up about our journey thus far from sunny Denver around the world. That was an extremely boring sentence and I apologize.

We headed from Denver after our first round of goodbyes to Manhattan, KS with Lance and Colleen to celebrate the life of my grandpa. He passed the week before, and Meghan and had planned on visiting him, but instead we ran around with my folks, visiting some of the places that were most important to him, my grandma, and my mom and dad. He was a wonderful man, and I’m happy that I was able to at least spend some time celebrating his life before leaving the country. He said on his 90th birthday that one of his greatest days of his life was watching the royals win the world series, and that comment made that day one of the best days of my life.

After a second round of goodbyes, we headed to Mt Vernon, OH (not the residence of George Washington…) to visit Meg’s family for a couple weeks. Her sister Katie was in town and she brought her 4 month old, Wyatt, with her as well. We were able to see her mom, dad, and sisters Kristen, Katie, Jenni, as well as their adorable kids Gaby and Xavier. I’ll admit that I’ve not even thought about having kids until I spent these two weeks with those kids…but before I knew it I was talking in one of those baby voices that I’ve always heard with disdain and lambasted under my breath. Made a hypocrite by a tiny human wearing a pink bow.

We drove from there also to visit a couple of Meghan’s close friends—-Emily and her husband Jose, Mel and her husband Brent, as well as her college buddy Brian. We spent one afternoon at a dog festival without Gracie, which was overwhelmingly sad, but we packed enough dog festival shwag to send a care package from Ohio. She knows.

After our third round of goodbyes (Meg’s mom and dad), we left to Chicago from Haley and Ryan Crecco’s house (after our fourth round of goodbyes) outside of cleveland . The Crecco’s are friends of the family and they were extremely hospital, putting meg and i up for a couple nights and humoring me by playing innumerable sporcle quizzes about asinine topics for a number of hours after the kids went off to dreamland. We left from there with Kristen and her boyfriend Harley to Chicago.

I learned two important things from the two week adventure from Denver to Ohio: (1) I have the ability to talk in a dreadful baby voice if there is a child cute enough, which makes me uncomfortable, (2) saying goodbye to very loved people 5 times in a span of 2 weeks is terribly exhausting, and (3) people, family especially, are my favorite.

After loading up the vehicle, we headed off towards New Gotham. Hoping to see batman in Millennium Park, we cruised down the ridiculous highways of Ohio and India(na), paying over 30 bucks in tolls along the way. Don’t taxes pay for roads? Crazy. We arrived in Frank Sinatra’s kind of town around 4:30 and headed into town to grab a deep dish and see the jazz festival in the park. The City the Works is a gorgeous city, and we sent the better part of the night walking around gingerly, snapping photos by the work known as the Bean, which we thought were quite creative but were likely to have a likeness to the likes of like every photo ever taken there.