It’s late because I’ve been chatting all evening with my dad’s cousin, with whom I’m staying in Winnipeg so my blog quality will suffer. Worth it though!
I promised a friend my blog will not be like my Facebook posts which recently feature my toilet breaks. When I planned my trip, I made these first two days the days with the longer drives (with less interesting stuff) so really if I hadn’t posted about the rest stops then there really wouldn’t have been much to post at all.
Today I was grateful for my “Flush” app (for the above mentioned reason) and my “Language Transfer” app. I figured if I was going to make myself hoarse, it would be better to put my voice to good use brushing up on my French rather than belting out Kelly Clarkson or Backstreet Boys. Or Hotel California. Which leads me to mention how the road mirages reminded me of summers driving on prairie roads in the heat. Rather nostalgic. I don’t remember seeing any mirages (or pavement mirrors or whatever you want to call them) in Newfoundland.
As I travelled east, the weather warmed up. Until it rained a little. Then a lot.
The couple at breakfast this morning are heading to Grasslands for birdwatching and so I showed them the photo of the black and yellow birds in Swift Current. We were talking about common birds and he mentioned how common red-winged blackbirds are in SK and MB. Then I swear that is all I saw for birds, between Moose Jaw and Winnipeg, even though I don’t remember having ever seen one before today.
I saw license plates from BC, ON, and of course SK and MB. It reminded me of the vibe I’ve been getting from fellow travellers, like there is some sort of brotherhood of roadtrippers. I actually kind of like it. I feel like we need a secret handshake, and matching t-shirts or something. Matching tattoos, maybe?
Wolseley, SK pit stop was very windy.
I drove past Wapella, SK, home town of Brett Clark and Bud Holloway, as well as Sheldon Kennedy’s home town (Elkhorn, MB,, yes, I had to google it just now because I forgot it). Lots of small towns produced big hockey players. Nothing else to do, I guess!
Things I think about while driving: “what is a watershed district? How do I not know what one is? I should ask Siri. No, I don’t want to interrupt this song.” And then I forget about it until I go to blog about my day. I’m never bored on my drive, what with the multiple visits to les toilettes and my randomly asking Siri for different songs from throughout my entire life (“Family Affair” by Mary J. Blige, “Eye of the Tiger,” “Moonlight Sonata,” and that song by Shakira I can’t remember the name of - Siri wasn’t helpful with that last one!).
Just outside Oakville I passed an Indigenous person who was running, wearing an orange shirt and carrying a sort of stick with a curve and maybe feathers on the end. I have no idea what the object was. There were two cars behind driving on the shoulder, with hazard lights on. No signs or anything, so I have no idea who it was or why exactly they were running or from whence they came. From the orange shirt I gather it must have something to do with “Every Child Matters.”
I’m off to Ontario tomorrow. I was really looking forward to this particular Inn I’ve booked because it has free water sports but the forecast calls for 80-90% chance of rain! Fingers crossed that’s wrong because I want to get my hands on a paddle board!
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