We Took the Dog to Pullman National Historical Site

I didn't actually know that this national park site existed? 

I don't know how I missed it, considering that once upon a time I literally put it on my very own map of national park sites that host Junior Ranger badges, AND it's right there in my national parks passport book as one of only two national park sites in Illinois, but still. That just meant that it was a fun surprise to notice it as I was planning our itinerary from Indiana Dunes to Chicago.

And once I've noticed it, of course we're going to go!

Alas that Luna couldn't actually go inside the Pullman National Historical Site's Visitor's Center, so thank goodness for nearby coffee shops with outdoor seating. My partner and one of the kids went off with Luna for lattes, while the other kid and I took our passport books inside for some learning!

This is probably one of the most educational national park sites that I've been to, as before we walked in I knew pretty much nothing about Pullman other than their train cars existed, and now?

I have OPINIONS.

So, the Pullman cars were cute and fancy, which is the one thing that I already knew:

But the Pullman GUY?!?

Just, whoah. 

So, okay. Pullman did his thing and got lots of money. And then he was all, "Hey, it sucks how when I pay these people money I no longer have that money. And it also sucks that for some reason I'm not in charge of every aspect of their daily lives, from what their houses look like to what they watch at the movie theatre. If only there was a way to fix both of those problems simultaneously..."

To solve all his problems of not having all the money and not being a megalomaniac, Pullman built himself a company town/utopia and got a bunch of his workers to live there. For the low, low price of rent that was vastly more expensive than rent in the surrounding neighborhoods, the Pullman townspeople got to have their living spaces legislated to fit Pullman's ideals. Rather than a utopian town, he basically invented the world's first HOA with him as its benign dictator?

Which sucked enough, but then when economic hardship hit and there weren't enough train riders to keep up Pullman's preferred level of profit, he instead made up the difference by reducing his employees' wages but NOT their overpriced rent. Things then proceeded as you might well have expected:

Who knows what might have happened if there hadn't been so much internal racism within the movement, and if Grover Cleveland hadn't trumped up a reason to force the strike to end and punish the leaders, but here were the good news/bad news results:

Look for the union label, Friends!

It also appears that I'm not the only person who came away from this history with the determination that I wouldn't spit on Pullman if he were on fire:

Concrete and steel rails and lead coffins, indeed!

But then there's also the thing where he hired formerly enslaved people as porters and waiters and valets, and that was actually really great because it paid decent wages (if you weren't also paying rent in his company town...), it utilized skillsets that translated pretty well from what many of the employees had been required to do while enslaved, so it lessened the learning curve while helping them transition into a better economic position, and most importantly in my eyes, it let the employees travel, giving them access to more cultural diversity and geographic options. 

So I dunno. It's complicated.

The kid and I did all the cool stuff in the museum-- 

That's a Polish-English dictionary on the left, and an employee's logbook on the right. It was interesting to see in several exhibits how the employees negotiated cultural and language differences. 

Then we went outside to check out the historical buildings, many of which are still in the process of being restored:

Along the way, we spotted some celebrities!

As everything did on this trip, our walkabout quickly turned into a Luna photoshoot:

She's just too photogenic not to!

It was a little weird that the Pullman National Historical Site doesn't own any actual, you know, Pullman cars, but it was cool how they had the old train tracks marked off and some of them turned into green spaces:

As far as the gift shop, I dragged myself away for the low, low price of just two passport stamp sets (the 2022 set features Pullman!) and a postcard with a Eugene V. Debs quote on it for the younger kid to put up in her dorm room. You're never safe from the insidious spread of socialism!

Now, onto our next destination!

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We Took the Dog to the Beach

My partner and I are planning a big trip to meet up with our older kid in New Zealand this winter after her study-abroad program ends, so that's where our discretionary budget and disposable income are both going for the next few months. But still, I wanted to take some kind of trip this summer, because at this point, and especially with the older kid griping about how she'd missed the deadline for summer internships this year and plans to not make that mistake next year, every summer together could be our last summer all together. 

So what might my darling children want to do for a summer vacation that's possibly our last summer vacation for who knows when? Not express their gratitude that their parent wants to plan a vacation based on their preferences when nobody ever planned a vacation with her preferences in mind when she was a kid, that's for sure! Kids these days, am I right? Anyway, they mostly wanted to fight about it. The older kid really wanted a beach vacation that included her dog, but the younger kid hates beaches the most and would never willingly step onto a beach and do we not know that she is allergic to the sun and of course she does not need Vitamin D because she is "built different," etc. The younger kid wanted to go to a concert in Chicago but concerts, you may know, are not typically dog-friendly and so the older kid would like to understand how could we possibly be so cold-hearted as to so much as consider a vacation that did not include THE DOG.

Fortunately, after 15 years of this kind of crap, I can easily slash my way through these disagreements using my favorite go-to technique, fittingly entitled Please Neither of Them. In this case, Pleasing Neither of Them consisted of a couple of days at the Indiana Dunes National Park, during which the younger kid mostly hung out in the AirBnb or wandered around doing her own thing while the rest of us played at the beach with the dog, followed by a couple of days in Chicago, where the older kid and the dog mostly hung out in the hotel or walked around doing their own thing while the rest of us went to the Cavetown/Mother Mother concert.

The secret to Pleasing Neither of Them is that I personally LOVE both vacation ideas, so a Win/Lose for each of the brats is always a Win/Win for me!

On the way up north, I even got us to stop off for a long detour in Lafayette so we could check a few spots off in our Indiana Culinary Trails passports--I am grinding for that wine tumbler! 

Check out those clouds!

I'm a little mad that I ended up forgetting to order the Famous Fruit Drink from The Igloo on account of 1) the clouds were GLORIOUS that day, thanks to Hurricane Beryl remnants, 2) one of the kids is obsessed with clouds, and 3) the Igloo's parking lot had a tree blocking the "best" cloud so while my partner ordered and waited for our food I walked with the kids down the street to a better spot, thus forgetting to order the fancy juice I'd wanted to bring with us to our AirBnb. 

Ah, well, at least the kid has a dozen more beautiful cloud photos on her ipod to show for our efforts, and we did not forget the most important order, a pup cup for Luna!

We hit up a little more Lafayette local color--

--then finished up the rest of our drive to the lake. 

When my older kid and I took Luna to Indiana Dunes for the first time a few years ago, I LOVED the AirBnb we'd stayed at, so much so that I literally planned this vacation around its open dates. It's centrally located, sure, just minutes from all the beaches, includes ample parking, two bedrooms, and a complimentary bottle of wine, has a fenced-in backyard, and is comfortable and safe, but most importantly, especially to the younger kid, whose Netflix watchlist is longer than mine, it includes Netflix and Disney+, and y'all KNOW how we feel about streaming services! So the younger kid hardly acted put-upon at all during this leg of our trip, not when she could settle in to binge the entirety of Dead Boy Detectives while the rest of us hit up the Indiana Dunes National Park Visitor Center for parking passes and passport stamps and then took Luna to the beach:

She still loves it!

This trip, she discovered the additional joy of chasing seagulls--they just keep coming back for more!--and with three of us to take turns running her to exhaustion, there was also plenty of time for everyone else to do their lovely beach lounging:

Don't you love her doggy life jacket? It's a Ruffwear Float Coat, size medium. 

Below is the face of a dog who woke up from a nap to find themselves buried to the neck in sand! Somehow we got ourselves the world's most patient dog...

Both days at the beach, Luna was so exhausted that she kept trying to lie down during the long walk back to the car, and then she slept like a rock all evening while the rest of us ate take-out pizza and binged Netflix. I feel like I have taken most of my interior design ideas from the AirBnbs I've visited--that's how I learned about the joys of a ridiculously giant couch!--and from this one, I've sort of come away with the idea that wouldn't it be nice to have a TV in the family room. It was so cozy to all hang out on the couch and watch TV together in this AirBnb. But we also don't have anywhere in the family room at home to PUT a TV, if I'm being honest, nor anything to watch on it other than YouTube and library DVDs, sooo...

It WAS super cozy, though!

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The Newest Bark Ranger of Indiana Dunes National Park: Day 1

While my partner and I were exploring, we learned that not only are most of the beaches at Indiana Dunes National Park dog-friendly, but that they also participate in the Bark Ranger program!

And that's how one week after we returned home from our trip, I was pulling out my credit card to book an AirBnB for my older kid, Luna, and I to come back later this summer and have our own fabulous adventure. Because as much as my kid enjoyed 60 hours of screen-time without adult interference, she's also my best travel buddy, and Luna is hers. 

I packed only the essentials, as you can see.

We stopped at the visitor center so the big kid could see the museum, watch the informational film (I fell asleep during my own viewing of that film, so she is now more knowledgeable about Indiana Dunes than I am!), and collect both Junior Ranger and Bark Ranger books:

And then it was off to Luna's first real beach!

Luna doesn't really know how to play, so once upon a time when the big kid and I took her to our local dam's spillway, we were absolutely delighted to see how absolutely delighted Luna was by the rushing water and the waves. She ran at them, leaped at them, snapped at them, barked at them--we had NEVER seen her act like that before, and would never have believed that it was part of her character if we hadn't seen it with our own eyes.

The big kid and I started dreaming, then, of taking Luna to a whole entire beach full of waves, but I'm pretty sure that when she snaps at the water she's actually swallowing it, and I worry about salt poisoning from seawater. But Lake Michigan is salt-free, and when Luna saw it--or rather, when she saw its waves--she lost her ever-loving mind:

With the kid in tow, she ran up the beach and down the beach and up the beach and down the beach, barking hysterically most of that time:

Meanwhile, I hung out in a supervisory role:

When Luna had worn herself out so much that I was pretty sure she'd try to lie down halfway through the long walk back to the car (spoiler alert: she did!), we made the long walk back to the car, then hit up the grocery store, then found our AirBnb. This was my very first AirBnb ever, and it was thrilling. So much space! So many amenities! SO MANY TV CHANNELS!!! 

I mean, I know we came here to go to the beaches, but this Airbnb had Netflix AND Disney+! 

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