The Blues Brothers Ride Again

Thursday, July 22nd, 2010

START:  Pair-A-Dice RV Park, Creston, BC - 11:00 a.m.

STOP:  Regency Park RV Resort, Cranbrook, BC - 5:30 p.m.

WEATHER:  Hot n' sunny pretty much all day

The shower situation was less than desirable at ol' Pair-A-Dice this morning, as people were actually waiting in line to use them, so we resorted to our trusty mailbox once again in order to prepare for the day's festivities.  Mike discovered the special treat that is Ritz Crackers and peanut butter, using his very own petite jar of PB bestowed upon him by Aunt Sylvie in an attempt to accommodate his vegetarian needs.  Dad:  "Hey!  Don't be muckin' that right outta the jar!"  Mike:  "THIS IS MINE.  Aunt Sylvie gave it to me!"  Haha

Not long after pulling out of the park, we had to pull over to inspect the tranny fluid and attempt to resolve the busted A/C, as it was going to be another moist and clammy afternoon.  Unfortunately, it remained a mystery so we just left the generator running in order to use our 'home unit' in the meantime.  After that, we were back in business and on our way to Cranbrook in hopes of meeting up with Bob before he headed out for the weekend.  Just outside Cranbrook we began the sickening sequence of gradually losing hours of our lives and are now only two hours behind you folks back home.  Our first stop in town was a grocery run at Safeway, where Daddio also figured out how to rig the A/C!  Wooo!  Surprised?  You shouldn't be.  After that, we hit up Wal-Mart for some essentials and had a parking lot rendezvous with Bob!  He came and met us after work, since it's always easier for people to find us than it is for us to find them.  So after visiting for awhile, Bob took Dad over to check out an RV Park for us to camp out at for the night and discovered that it's run by Julian from the Trailer Park Boys. Honestly, it has to be the man's life-long dream to live his life based on the show because he executes it perfectly.  He strolled around chatting with the campers in his black pants and white wife beater, holding a tumbler of rum and coke (or something of the like.)  He was actually very nice and quite helpful, always checking to see how things were going and offering to help in any way he could.  I later regretted yelling out, "It looks scary!" as me and Mike went over to inspect the shower situation, not realizing that Mrs. Julian was situated at their camper right behind me.  Woops.  Hi there. Great place you've got here.

Bob went back home for awhile while we got set up and Mom cooked another delicious salmon dinner, and then came back to join us for the feast, pulling up in that little beauty you see up above.  He took Dad for a ride first (Bob:  "We look like the Blues Brothers!") and then Mom after dinner, pretty much securing a car identical to it as the next item on the wishlist.  Mom:  "Can we trade in Beula for one?  Or at least as a downpayment?"  Too soon, Mom.  Too soon.

We spent the rest of the night sitting around chatting, and we all got to hear some more stories of "the bad ol' days," as Paw puts it.  We were glad we got the chance to have a legitimate visit and not just a 20-minute meet and greet at Wal-Mart - and from what I've been hearing, we may be back sooner than later, Bob!  Both Mom and Dad really liked Cranbrook and wouldn't be entirely opposed to settin' up shop there.  Mom:  "I could drive around here!"

We didn't get very far today (only about 60 miles) but giving Dad some extra rest time from gas pedalin' and a visit with Bob made it all worth it.  It'll be back to business as usual tomorrow.

Letting the good times roll,