A flurry of activity

I’m going to hold my hands up and admit something here. For the past few days, I’ve been phoning it in. Usually I’m pretty good with trying to give you an idea about where we’ve been heading and what we’ve seen, but all I can tell you of our recent road adventures is this – it was a 6 hour drive back east towards Michigan, we stopped to get petrol which took over an hour to fill the tank during which I skyped my grandfather, and we drove through Illinois; which apart from containing a lot of corn, I couldn’t tell you a darn thing about. Sorry folks.

Yup, that’s corn


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Adventures in Michigan

I’m guessing because the Amish do so much physical labour – farming, manual cleaning, riding bicycles, churning butter, that sort of thing – they are more than able to cope with such starch laden fare as is put before us at the Essenhaus, without becoming immensely overweight.

Yes, I have discovered a new delight of the Amish – their food. Just west of Shipshewana, in the town of Middlebury, is Das Dutchman Essenhaus; a restaurant featuring Amish style family dining, which has had a packed car park each time we’ve passed by it, on our way in and out of Shipshe.
This time, given its perfect timing for dinner, we pull in and treat ourselves to the following family meal – fried chicken, broiled beef, cooked ham, noodles, stuffing, sweetcorn, mash potatoes and gravy, and for dessert, chocolate peanut butter and banana pie.

Pie. Yum. (Took me two days to eat just this piece as it was so rich!)


If I was eating this kind of food every day, I weigh as much as an elephant, Amish workload or not.

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All the fun of the fair

It takes us two days to pootle over to the Indiana State Fairgrounds, which includes another overnight stop at the Camping World in Indianapolis where we previously stayed, putting us within a stone’s throw on the fairgrounds for the next day.

The ride north took us through winery country (great for booze tours), past a real, active drive-in movie theatre (I didn’t know these still existed), through Paoli ski area (I like to see ski runs with no snow on them) and randomly past an elephant spa located in the middle of no-where (where you can apparently pay to watch an elephant have a spa – I kid you not). Continue reading “All the fun of the fair”

Hello Hoosiers!

And here we go again – retracing our steps.
In order to stop ourselves suffering from a bad case of déjà vu, we do our very best to not follow the exact original route we took, as we head back to Michigan.

However, we do have a few repeated occurrences, such as stopping of to have dinner with Loop’s family, who again happen to be on holiday only an hour from where we choose to make camp one evening at Cross Creek RV Park in Maggie Valley, NC. We’ve specifically chosen to pop in here and spend two nights, as the gentleman who owns the park is a Bluebird owner and has offered us up to a week’s free stay to try it out and spread the word if we like it. How amazing is that?

Well, I can confirm, the park is a lovely little find, quiet and well maintained with beautiful mountain views from the windows, and all the residents happily wave to Loops’ and I as we stroll around the park in the evening (though they probably thought we were a little odd as we ended up doing about 3 circuits because the campground, though lovely, is small).

View at Cross Creek


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Time for a U turn

I’m going to make a bold statement now, get ready.

I’ve found my new American home town.

Yes, it took a much shorter period of time than I thought, but I’ve very quickly decided I want to move to Shipshewana, Indiana; to live among the folk in Amish country.

I want to spend my days on the outskirts of a quiet, small town surrounded by corn and soy bean fields as far as the eye can see, whitewashed farms, the sound of horse hooves clip clopping down the road and with the most wondrous of cheese factories on my doorstep.

Yes, this will be my new home.

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A new state and more new friends




“Loops, what’s that smell?” I ask.
“What smell?” Sniff. “Hmm. It must be the bathroom, go check and just open the fan back there.”
I unsteadily walk down the moving bus and open the bathroom door.
And gag.

Yes, it seems we have discovered another joy of living on the road – the smell of a partially full black tank being churned around as you drive.

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Small town with a BIG heart…and a long blog post

First things first, I must start this blog entry with an apology. To the state of Indiana.
Indiana, I am sorry, please forgive me.


As I am discovering with each mile we travel, assuming the whole of the USA is identical just because it is technically one landmass is ridiculous; this simple coincidence of geography certainly does not make all states alike. Continue reading “Small town with a BIG heart…and a long blog post”