License Plates

It wasn’t until my second day on the road that I saw my first Michigan plate ALL SUMMER. I’m totally serious. And it threw me for a loop. Even when I’m driving around Grosse Pointe, I’m confused at the sight of all our blue and white plates; where’s Mount Rainier? Oh well, at least Michigan citizens know how to drive (faster cars in the left lane really shouldn’t be that difficult of a concept, and yes, I’m talking to you Seattle).