On Saturday Marikay drove us to Frankenmuth by way of Birch Run, where we stopped at an outlet mall. I struggled internally at the outlet mall. I could not reconcile the fact that the stores were jammed packed (with folks from one of the most economically depressed states in the country) with shoppers of Chinese manufactured goods. About this last point there can be no dispute. But, this would be a topic for my other blog.

I. Arianna and Samantha and Oma before having dinner at the Bavarian InnFrom Birch Run it's a short drive to Frankenmuth, where we had an early supper at the Bavarian Inn.
II. Mmm . . . Family-style chicken, mashed potatoes, dressing, egg noodles, squash . . . .For some reason the chicken was especially tasty to me on Saturday. So, I ate and ate.We finished dinner just at the top of the hour. So, we were able to watch the glockenspiel story of the Pied Piper of Hamlin. Arianna, Ben, and I stood outside in the cold watching and listening to the story, while Marikay and Mom waited in the car.
III. The Pied Piper of HamlinThen, we drove over to Bronner's -- the "World's Largest Christmas Store". The store itself is longer than a football field and is filled with every kind of Christmas decoration imaginable. I had hoped to find an Advent calendar. Although there were numerous calendars from which to choose, none tickled my fancy.

IV. Outside Bronner's Christmas Wonderland, Frankenmuth, Michigan

V. Arianna dreams of someday having a Christmas town collection
Nobody planned our drive to Detroit to be as excruciating as it was. Arianna and I left the house at 5 pm. Typically, we'd have made the Indiana border by 6 pm at the latest. Instead it was 8 o'clock! An accident on I-90 and then construction at the south end of 294 into Indiana was cause for a s l o w journey.Arianna was extraordinarily chipper though. Not once complaining. After the sun set she enjoyed reading by flashlight. And later, after we reached Michigan, when it was bedtime, she made a comfy bed with the pillows and blankets without any fuss.Despite the rain, I made good time crossing Michigan (3 hours). With the time zone change, we arrived at Oma's sometime after 1 am.