Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

I'm afraid to say there wasn't much in the way of terrifying drama today, which I know isn't as much fun for you all as it could be. Liz and I did have a great new kind of moment today, as we had somebody screech to a stop directly in front of us... our Denali (SUV) stopped, but our 4-ton trailer wanted to keep going just a teensy bit further and to the left. If you've ever wondered what it's like to be in the tractor-trailer that's sliding sideways down the highway in the action movie, it's sort of exactly like that.

It turns out that the good folks in Wisconsin have spent millions of dollars finishing their highway with a surface that causing our truck and trailer to bob up and down violently with a frequency of about 110 beats per minute. (Yeah, I know, musicians.) But it only lasts for two or three hours. When it gets especially bad, both adults and all three kids simultaneously start droning with their voices, causing a five-part dissonant harmony to go uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh. Kieran enjoyed reciting the alphabet.

We've arrived in Door County without incident, and went out to a lovely meal at Shipwrecked, the local brewpub in Egg Harbor, in operation since the late 1800's, who claim to have hosted Al Capone for many meals back in the day.

Everybody's tucked in for beddie-bye, so I'll get some pics in tomorrow and we'll see you soon!