The first truly amazing coffeeshop of the trip; hard to tell from the photos but it was up on a hill overlooking the lake, and it was just absolutely the most delightful spot to sip on an americano in my flip-flops and feel cool about what a hoopy frood I was just at that moment.

I didn't take many pictures, but I was having a good time so far. But still a little anxious to, you know, get 'Out West'. All of the Midwest kinda looks the same... even upper Wisconsin.