We spent last weekend on Mackinac Island, Michigan, for the wedding of our friends Abigail (Abbie) and Michael. Abbie is a resident in
Orthopedic Surgery with Brian, and Michael is a Ph.D. and researcher at the McLean Psychiatric Hospital. Early on Friday, despite having worked until the wee hours of the morning, we met our friend Courtney (also an Ortho resident) at the airport. We all took taxis to the airport (you'll see why this matters), and then got on a plane to Detroit. From there, we rented a car, and drove five hours through the state of Michigan. Then, we parked the car and got on a ferry to Mackinac Island. Then, on the island, which forbids motorized vehicles of any kind, we were taken to our hotel by horse-drawn carriage. During our entire twelve-or-so hour trip to the hotel, the three of us kept joking that we felt like we were on The Amazing Race or characters in a children's book, given all of our modes of transportation in one day. "Do you think the other team will get there first?" was a common refrain on our trip. :) 


Orthopedic Surgery with Brian, and Michael is a Ph.D. and researcher at the McLean Psychiatric Hospital. Early on Friday, despite having worked until the wee hours of the morning, we met our friend Courtney (also an Ortho resident) at the airport. We all took taxis to the airport (you'll see why this matters), and then got on a plane to Detroit. From there, we rented a car, and drove five hours through the state of Michigan. Then, we parked the car and got on a ferry to Mackinac Island. Then, on the island, which forbids motorized vehicles of any kind, we were taken to our hotel by horse-drawn carriage. During our entire twelve-or-so hour trip to the hotel, the three of us kept joking that we felt like we were on The Amazing Race or characters in a children's book, given all of our modes of transportation in one day. "Do you think the other team will get there first?" was a common refrain on our trip. :) 
The long trip was well worth it. Our hotel, the Grand Hotel (click for link), pictured above, is a graceful, historic summer hotel (the world's largest summer hotel, actually) and is truly one of a kind. It boasts the largest porch in the world and was the setting for the classic romantic movie Somewhere in Time (see here and here), and we definitely felt transported to another time. The classic, imposing hotel has a strict dress code (for example, after 6 p.m., women must wear dresses and men must wear a jacket and tie). The hotel includes with its rooms a five-course dinner and elaborate breakfast, as well as activities like croquet, "S'mores at the Jockey Club," drinks and music by the lake, afternoon tea
service, evening demitasse, and so forth. All kinds of athletic activities, from golf, to bicycling to horseback riding to tennis, are also available on the grounds. We kept commenting that it was like a very cool, historic, fancy version of the Dirty Dancing set. It was great. 
service, evening demitasse, and so forth. All kinds of athletic activities, from golf, to bicycling to horseback riding to tennis, are also available on the grounds. We kept commenting that it was like a very cool, historic, fancy version of the Dirty Dancing set. It was great. 
After we checked in, we dressed up and went to our five-course dinner, which was lovely. Later, we met up with the bride, groom, bridal party and other guests down in town, at the Pink Pony. We were
particularly impressed by Abbie's grandparents, who are very active seniors, and really interesting, engaging people.
particularly impressed by Abbie's grandparents, who are very active seniors, and really interesting, engaging people. On Saturday, we went bicycling around the island, where we marveled at the lake's crystal-clear water. We also golfed on a beautiful little putting green with sweeping lake views. As you can see, Brian took the opportunity to utilize Sherry's sweater for purposes of modeling the latest in preppy putting green chic. We also had a nice lunch with views of the lake and golfing. It was all very relaxing, and we kept commenting that, even though this was a short trip to a wedding, it felt like a real vacation.

Saturday evening was the wedding. The ceremony took place on the porch of the hotel. The weather was perfect, the lake dazzled in the background, and Abbie was breathtaking. Her gown was unique and elegant, and so timeless that it could just as easily have
enchanted guests in 1887, when the hotel opened, or even in 1957, just as it did that day. Michael looked great, too. :)
enchanted guests in 1887, when the hotel opened, or even in 1957, just as it did that day. Michael looked great, too. :)The reception at the hotel was a blast. The food and wine were delicious and the band, which was the hotel's house band, provided some of the best (if not the best) music we have heard at any wedding.

On Sunday, had a very relaxing (and huge) breakfast. Then we rented horses and went horseback riding before getting on the ferry and heading back on our long journey home. We were able to explore the inner part of the island
and enjoy the fresh air while trotting through the forest. We had a nice, laid-back lunch at the Seabiscuit Cafe and went fudge-shopping (the island is known for its fudge) before boarding the ferry off the island. We arrived home late on Sunday and were very tired, but so happy to have attended Abbie and Michael's wedding and had such a nice mini-vacation.
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