I managed to drag my achy body far, far west of the lake to have a seaside experience. And here's where I'm going to go off on what seems like a tangent but is in fact crucial to the seashore visit.
I started to feel quite sick last Friday and thought I was finally succumbing to the cold that has been making the rounds in our family. I slept all day Friday (thank you Ms. Julie!) and followed that by sleeping the entire weekend. Len took the girls to Luke's birthday party on Saturday.
Peggy Notebaert Nature Museum to meet up with Lina and Gustav. They got to feed a turtle.
Acute sinusitus. I walked out with a scrip for penicillin and an empty box of tissues.
This morning I looked at my calendar and saw that I still had reservations to be at the Galos Salt cave by 11am. It is touted as a curative for sinus and respiratory ailments so I decided to slog across town to see if it would help. I was pleasantly surprised to find that my nose, for the first time in a week, opened up and stayed open throughout my time in the cave. It was amazingly restful, so much so that I nearly fell asleep listening to the sound of waves and music intertwining in my fuzzy brain.
For another view on the caves, this blogger did a really nice job of summing up the experience.