We both had a few days off and had been meaning to get down to Milwaukee this summer. So why not?
We had made it near Pigeon Falls when we decided to take a detour through Pigeon Falls.
I saw the exit and said, "Do you think there's a waterfall in Pigeon Falls?"
Meadow has caused us to take our traveling time slower. Instead of driving straight to places we usually have to make a couple of stops. In a way it's kind of nice. We get to see places we don't normally get to see on our usual drives. I think I've taken the midwest for granted. We really do have some beautiful landscapes if you stop and take a look at it. When we came out the other end we were in Sparta, Wisconsin and hungry. El Vallarta was a mixed bag. My carnitas burrito was quite good with buttery, crumbly pork, but Brooke's tacos had a weird SpaghettiOs taste. You really never know what to expect at small town Mexican restaurants. Meadow quickly pointed out that she was one to her Grandpa Tuska…