8:15- 5:15
Thank you, Lord, list:
A mother-in-law who is so easy to please and so easy to get along with
A husband who drives without complaining and organizes logistics
A husband who goes out of his way for ME to have a good time
Sunshine instead of the rain that had been predicted
Hot fudge malts
We said good-by to the mountains between Banff and Calgary, not without regrets and the desire to return. Even Mom was thinking about what it would take to make moving out here feasible for her. It isn't, but a girl can dream., can't she?
We were back in the ordinary world of fields and highway billboards. Calgary could use a by-pass. Steve didn't think so. He enjoyed seeing what the city looked like, but I could have done without the Subways and Tim Hortons and tattoo parlors.
Most of the day looked pretty much like this:
Lots of oil pumps. I noticed three cows playing king of the mountain on a pile of dirt. Or maybe they were there for the view. Mom "wondered" why I wasn't asking to go for a hike. I said it would be a long hot walk just to get out of sight of the car!
In Brooks, Alberta, we broke into a Horseshoes Club for our picnic. (Okay, so we untied the rope around the gate.) Not scenic enough to merit a photo, but there were picnic tables in the shade. Who knew that many people played horseshoes? There were 18 pitches! It was in the corner of the rodeo grounds. I guess horseshoes and horses DO go together.
We stopped for bathrooms at the Alberta welcome center just west of Saskatchewan. Alberta has major dino digs. I took this for grandson Alex:
The fan in the car has not worked most of the trip. Air circulation comes from opening windows a little bit. When you can't stand the noise of the wind (or what to say something for others to hear), you close them until you get too hot. Today was the first day it was hot enough to matter. But that made a good excuse to stop at Dairy Queen.
Tomorrow we return to the US via North Dakota. Almost home.
Afghan update: You can probably guess that I got lots of knitting done today. Maybe I'll finish before we get home. :-) No more cute settings. Just an ordinary Days Inn. Why do hotels put that stupid little colored cloth across the foot of the bed? Do they really think you will be tricked into believing they have turned down the bedspread for you?
Isn't it Day 23? Not 22 for the second time?
ReplyDeleteI think the little cloth at the foot of the bed is for your shoes, if you hop up on the bed fully clothed and don't take your shoes off.
I'm sad for you that your spectacular views are done. :-(
You're right! I'll fix that. Hard to keep track of days when the only routine is to get up, get in the car and see more spectacular stuff.
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