Dave hosted a really fun going away party for us in C-Ville with a keg of Red Seal Ale. People shared incredibly sweet and silly sentiments about Troy and me. Here's a fun group shot from the end of the night.
Our roadtrip home was a bit stressful. We left about 6 hours after we had planned to leave, thanks to Troy having to go to the DMV for an unscheduled stop at the last minute! Of course it took hours. He now should have a Virginia driver's license in the mail (I hope). He realized that his Oregon license will expire while we are in Belgium.
We also had a lot of trouble fitting all of our stuff + the kitty and her stuff into our little Corolla. By now Troy is a pretty adept packer though. We managed to fit most of everything and only had to ship 2 boxes UPS.
We made it to Louisville the first night to meet up with Saralyn and Jason (friends we had met in Oregon who now live in Indiana while Saralyn attends Purdue). It was wonderful to have dinner with our old friends and to catch up with them. They drove several hours to see us even though they had to leave very early the next morning. Pretty hardcore!
The next day Troy stopped at a liquor store and spent a ridiculous amount of money on bourbon while I wasn't paying attention. He is worried that we aren't going to be able to find bourbon in Belgium, plus supposedly he brought some for "gifts." We'll see how that goes. If we really can't find it here I expect he'll be "gifting" it to himself.
What was supposed to be an easy, 5-6 hour drive to Chicago ended up being nearly twice as long. A terrible accident blocked traffic on both sides of the interstate and in all lanes.
Troy was excited to find this place before we came upon the detour, "Hogwild BBQ." We filled our guts with BBQ ribs and fried chicken. I thought "Why not?" Who knows how long it will be before we have this kind of food again? I don't expect to find it in Belgium.
A strange detour led us on a very long and circuitous trek that finally brought us to our friend Matt and Eryn's posh new Chicago apartment.
We had a blast visiting with them. We went out for tasty Thai food and got to see some interesting, subversive theatre.
Thankfully, their two male cats put up with Kyma's rude and hissy behavior (she isn't used to other cats so thinks she has to act tough around them) and let her stay on their turf for the night without too much trouble.
We made it to Duluth on the 3rd evening. My sister, Ethan and my dad met up with us and we all ventured out to a new Finnish tapas bar called Kippis--that's right, Finnish-inspired tapas! I've been excited to try the place since I heard it opened a number of months ago. It was a bit overpriced for the amount of food you get but the food and atmosphere were good and the company was great.