Got up, showered up and was on the road south by 11am.

I shot east to catch I-75, headed south through the city, passed it up, buildings died off and country fields took over. Crossed the Michigan state line around noon, didn’t even think about Toledo as I passed it up, held firm on my promises to “make good time” down to Cinci-Nasty, and did, rolling into town around 4pm, securing a wired hotel room and got busy with business.

After much progress on neglected projects, I shot into town for supper outing with my friend Renée. We caught up on the last couple of months at a little eatery in the Northside. A good end to the day. Many thanks.