Category: Wicked Wanderlust
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A Place That Fully Commits to the Bit There are very few places in Michigan where you can casually say, “Yeah, I got married in Hell,” and people immediately stop what they’re doing. Hell, Michigan somehow manages to feel both like a joke and a fever dream at the same time…which honestly makes it one…
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Flash Sale Siren Songs & Other Financially Questionable Decisions This trip technically started because Great Wolf Lodge decided to personally tempt my impulsive tendencies. They ran one of those dangerous little flash sales where suddenly I could snag a room for $90 before taxes and fees, and honestly? At that price, my frontal lobe barely…
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The Sequel Last week, I wrote about Holland, Michigan and our long-running relationship with Tulip Time chaos, impossible parking, heat intolerance, goats giving birth, and wooden shoes. Consider this the continuation of that story because apparently Holland has become one of our recurring little Michigan side quests. This time, we made another quick trip out…
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There are some Michigan towns that feel like they exist in their own little pocket dimension, and Holland is definitely one of them. Between the tulips, the Dutch architecture, the windmills, the wooden shoes, and the aggressively cheerful amount of floral landscaping, it almost feels like someone dropped a tiny European village along Lake Michigan…
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Roundabouts, Roses, and the Color That Calms Me I needed to get out of my own head, and instead of staying in it, I reached out. I made plans with people I hadn’t seen in a while, and once I started putting it together, the day filled itself quickly. What started as a simple idea…
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Where the Magic Didn’t Start…It Rooted There are Disney trips…and then there are the quiet, almost sacred detours that explain why Disney feels like home in the first place. Marceline was that for me. The Town That Built a Dream Tucked into the heart of Marceline, this little railroad town is where Walt Disney spent…
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We rotate holidays with Dave’s family in Kansas City, Missouri. Thanksgiving one year, Christmas the next. The kind of arrangement that sounds reasonable until you’re loading toddlers into car seats and committing to ten hours on the interstate. This year, nobody had Christmas off, so we rescheduled for January then February. Which is how we…
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January 25–February 2, 2020 We called the Disney Fantasy our home for seven days—and honestly, that still feels accurate. This was our very first cruise. We went big. Balcony room. Extra experiences. Full commitment. We booked a Star Wars Day at Sea sailing, which meant we were sharing a ship with stormtroopers, Jawas, and a…