Monday, May 18, 2015

I'm a Fudgie



Less than two weeks here, I’ve already tried peanut butter fudge from three different companies.  So far, from first to last, is May’s fudge, then Joann’s then Sanders.  I’ve been so tired lately!  I started my second job (desk clerk at Lake View hotel), but that isn’t it.  I think it is just because I am outside and more active.  I’ve been going to bed around 10 and sleeping for 8-10 hours!  The other day, I hit the sack around 7, flat on my stomach on my bed, maybe with my shoes still on (I don’t even remember).  Of course, then I woke up at 3.  My coworker, B, said that is pretty normal when first moving to the island.  Partying has been in full swing at my dorms.  Last night, police and EMS were called.  Funny thing is, the assist fire chief is my boss.  No worries, though. I was sound asleep.  There was a mini flood at work, and water was pouring through the roof.  Not leaking, mind you!  It was more like a gutter. 

I went to church Sunday evening at Mackinac Island Bible church.  It was pretty quiet.  There were 4 other girls and 1 dude.  Everyone was pretty quiet and none of their “regulars” were there that evening.  I made it a goal to hike on every trail on the island.  I have a map in my room that I’m keeping track on.  I was following a map the other day, but not following it well, and I ended up walking around in circles.  But I ended up in a place that felt totally abandoned, even though it is only, like, 5 minutes from my dorm and it was kinda weird.  There are areas on this island that are super busy, parts where you feel like no one would ever find you! 
 O-H-I-O Home, sweet home

Hiking.... fudge....
 
Antique vacuum

The road home

This past weekend, the Zoo-de-Mac bike race took place.  It is kinda like a bike rally for cyclists.  They just all ride the 50 miles, then come and drink.  Fun times, fun times.  I heard they were all in the hotel lobby at 3 am, trying to play the piano and stuff.  And then the next day, when I was working, they all wanted late checkouts. 

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