The traffic moved fast in Detroit. The Italian grocery store offered an authentic array of meats and cheeses (and a delicious lunch counter). But at the Polish grocery store, I needed a translator! The boys loved having a Tim Horton's next to the hotel and went there for breakfast every morning (with coupons). We also enjoyed a delicious supper at the Verbick's house and caught up on news as best we could between games and naps and laundry.
Best of all, Detroit is a hockey town. Our Russell Stover's team played well and skated fast--won one; lost two; tied once. The boys saw some areas where improvement was needed. Can't do anything, however, about their growth rates. (God is in control of that!)