After a round of goodbyes we left the MacDonalds and Watertown a little before 10am Thursday and headed south on I-81 toward Syracuse. (It should be recalled that in 2019 we traveled at the very opposite end of this highway. Beginnings and endings?)
We stopped for the night at Mentor, Ohio, just short of Cleveland. That evening we thought it fitting to drive to nearby Grand River, Ohio, for dinner at Brennan's Fish House overlooking the, umm, Grand River. (I ask you, How many Grand Rivers are there in the USA?) Very homey and packed with lots of folks, the various varieties of fish offered came fried only. I had Lake Erie Yellow Perch and Susie had the Walleye. Tasty to be sure, but fried was the primary flavor. Coleslaw and french fries (or mashed potatoes) were the accompanying sides.
Back at the hotel we spent the remainder of the evening reading (me) and puzzling (Susie) until lights out.
Friday morning, our last day of the 2021 road trip, came with overcast skies and rain. We pulled out of the hotel a little after 8:30am driving in moderately heavy rain for the next four hours or so. By the time we reached Lansing the weather had eased and the rain stopped. After some 330 miles we pulled into our driveway about 2pm.
We unloaded the car, drove to stock up on groceries and called it a day.
Two thousand three hundred miles in 9 days of remembering and reconnecting with family and old friends. Susie commented to me that seeing her former co-workers from Rutland Regional again after some 16 years it was almost as if she never left; that's the touchstone of genuine friendship.
Safe travels to you.
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