We convoyed up from the tiny town of Ladd to the tiny town of Paw Paw. As I mentioned in an earlier post, Olive’s grandparents said we could stay at their place since it was raining too hard to camp. The loft above their garage was fixed up with carpeting, a refrigerator, a microwave and lots of tables and chairs. We moved in and spent a few hours chatting and playing games before heading to bed early. Olive slept in her grandparents’ house and Margaret camped out in her van, but the rest of us found convenient spots in the loft and set up our air mattresses and sleeping bags.
I didn’t sleep a great deal, mostly because of a cell phone that beeped every 10 minutes. It annoyed several of us, but we all thought it belonged to somebody else and nobody could tell where the noise was coming from. (Karen, did you notice how I kindly decided not to mention whose phone it turned out to be?) I gave up at 6:30 and got up. I wandered three or four blocks (which was pretty much across town) to the main drag and took a few photos. The first shot is Olive grandparents’ house with the garage on the right.
Almost everybody in town was crammed into the local hole-in-the-wall diner eating breakfast. I spotted one person outside — an older gentleman in uniform standing in the center of the street.
When I got back to the house, people were getting up. Olive’s grandmother, Lynn, came out to greet us. It turned out that she knew several people that we knew. She said her husband wasn’t home — he was downtown selling poppies for the American Legion. I pulled out my camera and showed her the shot above. Sure enough, that gentleman was our host. I asked Lynn where she would recommend that we eat breakfast. She said there was a good spot downtown, but that she should call first to tell them we were coming. We invited her along to thank her for letting us stay in her garage. She took us to the hole-in-the-wall diner I mentioned earlier. On the way, we passed by her husband. The look on his face when he saw his wife in a stranger’s car was pretty funny. The diner looked pretty shabby inside too, but the food was very good.
It was late morning before we got done eating and chatting, and by now it had finally stopped raining. The day was chilly but clear. We headed back south to Starved Rock to finally do some camping.