The day had finally come. We left the morning before our flight as I had a little surprise for the kids. We were flying out of Flint Michigan, a small airport with direct southwest flights. Guess what Flint is close to? Frankenmuth, Mi, little Bavaria., a bit of Germany in Michigan! As we crossed the U.S. Border in Sarnia/Port Huron, the kids still had no idea where we were going. They kept guessing Greenfield Village or the Detroit Zoo. They did spy the huge Ackerman Barrel sign when we crossed and soon we were off to a Lunch break for a huge carb overload.
Back on the road, they finally figured it out when they saw the huge Frankenmuth signs. We stopped first at the outlet mall to wear off our lunch. Got a bunch of bargains at Izod, Nautical to name a few.
We made ourself to the village and made reservations for the famous chicken dinner at The Bavarian restaurant. We looked around at our favourite shops and bought some cheese to eat on the plane. I got some stollen bread to eat later
Our meal was great and then off to Flint to rest before our early start the next morning.