Homeward Bound

We finish our vacation back in Frankenmuth, Michigan - treating ourselves to a night in a real bed before we head to Burlington. We have a lovely deck overlooking the river again and sleep like logs. There is a large mirror in the room - yikes! My eyebrows are scary, my legs and arms are dotted with the tracks of those nasty mosquitoes, my pedicure polish is chipping off and I am having a hard time finding clean clothes to wear. I guess it is time to go home! The van is still leaking oil, so every so often Rip checks the level and adds more juice. The Westy thinks it is time to go home too! We are grateful for this time to experience so many amazing moments and sights, and God's creation never seemed quite as spectacular. We resound with so many others that it is good to go away, but also very good to go home. We are a couple of days ahead of schedule so I think of the delicious thought of relaxing for a day and just staying home to unpack, do laundry and organize. Yes, indeed, there's no place like home!