Ry and i recently returned from our first vacation in two years. I guess we just caught up in... life and forgot to take some time off together. It's one thing to take a night and actually have dinner together, and an entirely different story actually taking time away. with packing. and leaving the house. Things didn't exactly go as planned, but life rarely does, right? Things started out on Sunday with a whiskey tour at Forty Creek Whiskey Distillery with Ry's family. More wine tours, food and fun ensued for the remaining day. Then, on Monday Ry and I got on the road and drove along Lake Erie to start our camping trip. Our plan was to camp in one location monday night, make our way to Pelee Island for Tuesday night, stay there until Thursday and then slowly crawl back towards home on Thursday.
What happened instead: We woke to rain on Tuesday morning and had to take down camp in the pouring rain. After a quick breakfast in town we made our way to the ferry that was going to take us to Pelee Island, only to find out that is was cancelled due to inclement weather. We then drove around to find another campsite to set-up for the night. In order to make our ferry to the island we had to take down camp at 4:30am to make the early morning ferry - the only one that was available. Once on the island we made a nice breakfast, biked and hiked all day and then I got sick. Yup. There we were on a remote island and I was having severe pains on my right side. Everything ended up being okay but there was a lot of fuss between when my pain began and when we finally arrived home thursday night.
We've spent the last three days recovering from our vacation. As much as we love adventure, we both agreed that our next trip we want to go to one spot and just relax. We're happy to be home vegging out and hibernating before our 'normal' starts up again. Lots of rest. Here's the photo-log of our trip: