Western arrival

To be on vacation is to have the time to blog. Ahhh.

The frantic last minute preparations have paid off and I am sitting in a Super 8 in Red Deer at 8:30 p.m. with absolutely no domestic responsibilities at all. Mind you, it's almost midnight in NS time so I guess I should be taking it easy.

Home from the night shift, napped a few hours, packed and got the household organized then rushed off to catch the lawyers office before closing time to sign the (finally) correct version of the will. Remembered we had left tomatoes ripening on the kitchen windowsill so a text message to the boy housesitter on the way. Stopped at the teacher daughter's and took her out for dessert at the newly renovated Cafe Chianti which was very close and noisy (so not sure we'd do a full meal there) but the decor was beautiful and the desserts were wonderful. Collapsed onto the air mattress getting up in time for our son-in-law to drive us to the airport on his way to work. He will drop the vehicle back in time for us to pick it up when we fly in.

The flight was uneventful but a day spent on an airplane is not necessarily an easy way to spend it. I have gotten into the last book of the Steig Larsson series and it is good enough to warrant dragging a hardcover across Canada to read it. The oldest daughter dropped over to the hotel this afternoon when we checked in and we caught up on the news, headed out to supper for Chinese food and then to Bowers Lake for a post prandial walk, followed by a stop for homemade ice cream. Everything here is brilliant yellow now and very western pretty. There were a few things out of place in our hotel room and so.....when the daughter approached the front desk and they checked, it appears we were given a room that hadn't been cleaned. So, we have moved to a new (clean) room and are resettled. The daughter was a bit concerned about us traveling on our own and we were glad to not have crawled into someone elses bed or have them return later tonight and join us. When hicks travel she says.

Tomorrow is her 26th birthday and we are planning to spend it visiting Elk Island National Park, the Ukranian Village and possibly more. The evening is already booked for the Beach Boys concert - and YES they are still alive - a young co-worker asked me that last week. So I shall let you know how that goes. Later.