Keep it well hidden... Safe traveling.
Have a safe trip. And hey, what's with having no left turns, making people turn right and then make official Uturns... that's just crazy.
Time to start watching Hoosier basketball it sounds to me.
Well, having just returned from Detroit, I can now officially confirm that I no longer miss the place. Sure, it has some features I miss. You can't get a good coney dog here in Indiana (I said GOOD coney dog. Stop saying "Skyline"), there's no hockey to speak of, and there's no Olga's. On the other hand, the traffic is horrendous, the road conditions suck (and they can't fix them without making traffic worse), the politics are a lost cause (Mayor of Detroit is still in jail) and I just found out my sister voted for Obama (and not the sister I would have expected it from). The place is a wasteland.
Indiana never fully felt like home until this weekend. I'm both saddened and uplifted by that. I'm a vortex of mixed and conflicting emotions. Maybe some bacon would help.