Tuesday, we left home and drove US-20 out to Galena, Illinois, where we went for our honeymoon 36 years earlier. We stayed at the Ramada Inn west of town which is built on the site of the Palace Motel. It was an old mom and pop type place and kept up very nicely, even in the years that we revisited. Sorry it was torn down.
Liz's boss at General Finance in Evanston had suggested Galena, which was just getting popular with people and even suggested the Palace since we were right out of college and didn't have much money.
We went into various stores and ate at the Log Cabin, where we ate the day after the wedding. It's been operating since the 1930s and hasn't changed a bit. Always outstanding food.
Back to the Ramada and we split a bottle of Blue Nun wine. Liz's father started that tradition when he gave a bottle the day of the wedding back in 1973, and we've had once pretty much every year since.
We've Done It All Before. --RoadDog
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