I had forgotten that George lived north of Chicago. Lucky for me, he saw my Facebook post on the planned stop in Elmhurst, and so I had a place to park the RV for the night, visit with George, meet his wife, and see his garden and dogs. Life is so unexpectedly good sometimes. The open mic at the Pizza Palace was good. The host, Rob, was really nice, the signup list was short because it's a fairly new open mic, and people listened. Many of the players were young, some performing for the first time. I had quite a few people come up to me afterward to let me know how much they liked the music. I will take a pizza joint (good food, btw) over a smoky bar with no one listening any day. If you get a chance, go to the Pizza Palace in Elmhurst IL on the first Saturday of the month.
I'm writing this in Pleasant Springs, Wisconsin, at the Viking Village Campground and Resort. There was no-one to check me in because everyone is at the high school graduation. The woman on the phone told me to find a spot, and they would catch up with me later. The sun is shining, with a soft breeze whispering through the trees. I have electricity to charge the laptop and good water. The only Sunday open mic around was at 3:00 in the afternoon in Madison. It was way too easy to stay here in the shade of the trees. Today is a recharge day, and I am feeling amazingly content in my home away from home.