There's not much to recap about our trip to Washington Island. It is an island, at the very northern tip of Wisconsin, in Lake Michigan. It is probably the last place on earth not to have any cell phone reception. But we ate (way too much), and played putt-putt, and went for lazy country drives, and heard great stories from Joe's family, and tried building the impossible puzzle, and played games, and dealt with wayward bats, and just generally enjoyed the slow pace of life.
And really, that is exactly how a vacation should be.