adventures

Six years ago, the two of us reclined in a limo, step one in the transatlantic journey of our honeymoon. 
Today, Eric had to work. The kids and I went to the library, as usual.
Back in the car, everyone buckled in, I made an on-the-fly decision. Rather then heading home, we had a little adventure. We grabbed some lunch and headed out for a picnic.

Where is this exotic gem?

Didn't even have to leave town. It was a beautiful day. Peaceful, the water a caribbean blue. I wondered why we didn't come here all the time. Oh yes, the pollution, the locale. But I'm feeling adventurous. I think we will be back. With swimsuits. I did grow up swimming in Lake Erie after all. And I don't have six toes. Yet.