The heat in Michigan last week was unreal. It's what I imagine laying in a tanning bed in the middle of the Sahara Desert would feel like. Oh and did I mention we don't have air conditioning in my house? My Mom made the executive decision that this would be the perfect week to take our annual girls week vacation up north.
Some of us handled the heat better than others.
There were occasional breaks from the heat. . . when it stormed.
The poor Mackinac Race sailors had terrible weather.
However, being the adventurous women we are, we still managed to explore a bit.
Nothing beats a vacation with your Mom. Even if it's hot enough to fry an egg on the sidewalk.
We just used it as a sign from Mother Nature to eat ice cream. Lots of ice cream. I would say that we became regulars but what happens on vacation, stays on vacation.