Low/high

At my last job, I had a love-hate relationship with "low/high", an activity we would often do (accompanied by varying degrees of grumbling) around the dinner table when people were too grumpy or hungry or eager to get to the bar to start a real conversation. Normally each person only gets one high and one low of the day, BUT THIS IS MY TRAVEL BLOG, so I can have more than one if I want.

HIGH/LOW: Wisconsin edition.

Low: driving from green bay to Madison in the dark, on snowy unplowed roads.

High: arriving in Madison and realizing I would spent 5 NIGHTS in the same bed.

Low: taking over an hour each way to get to our weekend cross country skiing location (10 miles away) because SOMEONE got lost.

High: only falling twice and actually enjoying myself.

Low: ripping staples from and hanging drywall on my sisters bedroom ceiling.

High: ripping staples from and hanging drywall on my sisters bedroom ceiling.

Low: getting to Appleton too late to see the Harry Houdini exhibit in the Castle.

High: knowing a Houdini exhibit exists in a castle in Appleton.

Low: being tricked into playing a four hour game of Battlestar Galactica.

High: sort of starting to understand the rules, and totally knowing who the cylons were, even if no one believed me.

Low: arriving to Beloit early and hearing "calling all angels" on the radio (a sign surely), only to discover THE ANGEL MUSEUM IS CLOSED UNTIL MARCH. Shut up. REALLY NOT COOL.

High: a surprisingly beautiful day in southern Wisconsin, and like 15 kinds of cereal in the dining hall. This is not an exaggeration.

Low: eating too much dairy.

High: EATING SO MUCH DAIRY.


So many adventures, and two whole days left! If my whole travel season is like this, I will not survive