Anyone who follows this blog, knows that it's been a little overwhelming around these parts lately.
My sister is out of the hospital and under 24 hour supervision (by family). My oldest sister volunteered to take my father with her to Alabama so we could concentrate on recovery and get some other household issues cleaned up before he comes back home. Of course we just passed the anniversary of my mother's passing and that was a little rough on many of us. And just for fun, my niece decided to get married on that same weekend. Yes, if you recall, the weekend of my birthday.
I had made plans in advance and desperately needed to keep them.
This get-a-way took us to the West side of the state of Michigan to a city called Grand Rapids.
My birthday was on Friday and we both had to work Thursday night/Friday morning. After a quick nap, we loaded up the new car and got our butts out of town. We were there before we knew it. We got a nice room with a private access to the pool and hot tub.
We spent the evening wandering around downtown seeing what we could see. We were not disappointed with our choice of destinations. While Detroit is a pit of poverty and dis pare, Grand Rapids seems to be thriving. The temps were warm in the high 80's / low 90's and everything was clean and beautiful.
We strolled along the Grand River's edge enjoying the sights and sounds.
Everywhere you looked there was something to catch your eye. We felt safe and comfortable at all times.
There seemed to be a beautiful mix of old architecture and new standing proudly side by side.
Older bridges have been preserved for pedestrian traffic and newer bridges now carry the autos. Anyone that's been to Detroit knows that it's all about the cars here. Pedestrians venture out at their own risk. Not the case at all in Grand Rapids.
Being a Friday night in May, there were no shortages of young students all dressed up for their prom and romantic carriage rides to show them around the town.
Our former president Gerald Ford was from Grand Rapids and after his Presidency, he returned home and opened the Museum you see here.
A little further up the river, we found the fish ladder. You can't see them here, but there were fish using this to go up stream. My question is how do they know to use the ladder instead of trying to navigate the small water falls?
It was a great start to an even greater weekend where I got to achieve a life long goal.