On the Road...

We took off Easter Sunday around 2:30PM, after a lovely family meal and, of course, the Easter egg hunt.  After tearful good-byes, we headed out.   The "we" included my 11 year old Westie, Phoebe, and two cats:  Harley (the orange one) and Jezebel (the black).

We got caught in the worst traffic jam ever, much worse than Chicago traffic (!) around New Lisbon, caused by the narrowing of the road to one lane.