It's summer vacation, so the kids and I hit the road. We didn't have to go very far north to escape any sense of the city.
The kids love this hotel. They've traveled a lot, but they are not jaded. The big room with comfortable beds and flat-screen TV are a big upgrade, naturally, over our home base.
We are well-armed; the boys brought mammoth nerf machine guns they somehow acquired with their mother recently. If any nerf aliens show up, they'll be in deep trouble.
The outdoor pool is also an attraction. We had dinner at a nearby restaurant, part of a national chain where the kids remember visiting for the very first time with their Grandma (my mother) in Michigan a few months before she died. It's a distant memory now, for them, one of their oldest, but still fresh for me.
There have been a lot of road trips over the years in my extended family. One thing remains a constant. Me sitting in the shade watching the kids swim in the pool. For reasons that I cannot explain, these kinds of moments are among the most precious...
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