It's not exactly my desired trans-Atlantic ocean liner, but we did have the opportunity to travel via boat for this vacation. Yesterday Tsia and I took the ferry across Lake Michigan, and it was a surprisingly pleasant voyage; just two and a half hours (it's called the "fast ferry" or Lake Express) and plenty of space to walk around during the trip. The seats are a bit nicer than those on an airplane, with more leg room. And we were accompanied by a pleasantly sophisticated group of fellow travelers; I was thrilled to see almost everyone reading a book or working a Sudoku puzzle en route.
The night before we left, Mom was showing us some old photos from her family, and included in the treats she pulled out was a scrap book of a trip around Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Apparently Grandma and Grandpa and another couple took a little vacation back in 1941 or 1942, when such vacations were still somewhat rare due to a lack of interstate highways and the like. Anyway, the scrapbook is crammed full of minutiae (like the precise amount of petrol purchased at each stop) as well as some terrific photographs and postcards. Like this one of lovely Cadillac, where we'll be for the next two weeks.
No internet service at the cottage at present, so I'll be checking in via the public library for a while. Hurray! Now I have a terrific excuse to really relax for a few days. And finish those Little House books.