We left in a gas guzzling pig of a cargo van at 8:00 am and drove without stopping except for the emergency of gas and food etc and arrived in Burnaby at 7:00 Pacific time and went straight to the house and loaded the van. Then over to Barry's and loaded more stuff; a minute to say hello and goodbye and then up to the building to load more stuff from Mum and Dad's van and a quick hello and goodbye. Then on the road back again. Crazy? Yes!!! We stopped in Chilliwack around 10:30 pm and took a motel room.
I couldn't sleep, after sitting upright in a noisy rattling van for 16 hours my body was still buzzing and I couldn't get myself off the road so to speak.
Anyway, up at dawn and a motel continental breakfast and on the road again.
We arrived in Calgary in just enough time to irritate Erin and her turkey dinner and deliver the suite and then to home and unpack the van while Bryan made appointments that had been boiling up all day.
I went home to no turkey dinner :o(( and lots of work to unload the van. No turkey dinner because Bryan said we didn't have the time.
There is absolutely nothing worse than getting really close to a turkey dinner, where you can smell it, see it, and almost taste it and then No, you can't have it. ARGH!!!
My legs are still rattling and everything is unpacked.
Only two shoes along the way. Both were brown canvass hightops and were 500 miles apart.
This is noon, Wednesday in Salmon Arm ...just as gloomy as it looks. But the truck driving the tree just cracked me up. This scene leaves room for all kinds of speculation about the circumstances.
I couldn't sleep, after sitting upright in a noisy rattling van for 16 hours my body was still buzzing and I couldn't get myself off the road so to speak.
Anyway, up at dawn and a motel continental breakfast and on the road again.
We arrived in Calgary in just enough time to irritate Erin and her turkey dinner and deliver the suite and then to home and unpack the van while Bryan made appointments that had been boiling up all day.
I went home to no turkey dinner :o(( and lots of work to unload the van. No turkey dinner because Bryan said we didn't have the time.
There is absolutely nothing worse than getting really close to a turkey dinner, where you can smell it, see it, and almost taste it and then No, you can't have it. ARGH!!!
My legs are still rattling and everything is unpacked.
Only two shoes along the way. Both were brown canvass hightops and were 500 miles apart.
This is noon, Wednesday in Salmon Arm ...just as gloomy as it looks. But the truck driving the tree just cracked me up. This scene leaves room for all kinds of speculation about the circumstances. 
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