This is what I was doing three weeks ago exactly, the day I broke my ankle. I’m just now writing about it because I was super bummed before and didn’t want to think about it.
The morning started out so well. Intelligentsia coffee and a nice, long drive.
We stopped at the New Glarus Brewery, which was really fun and worth the trip, I think.
We did a tasting - so good.
The downtown is designed to look like a Swiss village. We walked around and shopped a bit.
We stayed here:
We ate here:
We bowled here:
And then we made the fatal decision to grab ice cream.
It was on the walk back to our hotel (we were soooo close to being in for the night) that I started acting like a 10-year-old and broke my stupid bone. Right there - on that path. (I snapped this photo on our way out of town after a trip to the emergency room and a fitful night of sleep in a hotel bed.)
Boo. It still makes me cringe to think about it. But what’s done is done. And New Glarus is a pretty sweet little town, break or no break. It’s a fun day trip from Chicago, for sure.