Keep Movin'; Nothin' To See Here.

Monday, July 26th, 2010

START:  Buffalo Lookout RV Park, Regina, SK - 9:20 a.m.

STOP:  Welcome Stop Campground, Winnipeg, MB - 5:30 p.m.

WEATHER:  Beautiful 'n' sunny; rain later in the evenin'.

Today isn't even really worth blogging about, but here goes.  I even resorted to using a picture from the sunset of the night before because we didn't encounter anything photo-worthy on today's journey - unless you fancy fields full o' mini-wheats.

We were up and at'em at record time today, hitting the road the earliest we ever have on the whole trip, which was a bonus because we lost yet another hour of our lives that we'll never get back and are now only ONE hour behind all o' y'all!  I don't know if it's because the trip is winding to a close and all the sights to be seen have been seen now that we're back on Hwy 1 but driving's become just another means to an end and the excitement has all but fizzled out the closer we get to home.  The climax of today's drive was the age old Gingerale vs. Dr. Pepper debate, with Mike being the only one in the Dr. Pepper corner:

Dad:  "Yeah, sure, have some more sugar."

Mike:  "It has the same amount as Gingerale so you can't say shit!"

Dad:  "Four more graaaams."

Mike:  "YOU CAN'T SAY SHIT."

Dad:  "FOUR MORE GRAMS!"

Mike:  "Whatever, it's excellent.  It's the nectar of the Gods."

Dad:  "Pfft, yeah right.  Satan, maybe."

And there you have it.  I literally got nothin' else for you today.  Hahaha

As usual, Google Maps led us astray in trying to hunt down our campsite for the night, but luckily we were on the ball last night and had made a reservation, so there was no fear of being turned away if we ever managed to find it.  It turned out to be on the opposite side of the highway and we had driven right by it in search of the location marked on GOOGLE but we didn't waste too much time before figuring it out.  Winnipeg is a SAUNA, feeling like 40 degrees today with the humidex, and with the suffocating swarms of mosquitoes afoot, trying to cram themselves down your throat at every turn, we didn't do too much exploring other than the 10 mile walk to the laundry room and back (which was it's own sauna inside a sauna and reeked of old death.)

It eventually started to pour, which happens to be quite deafening when pounding against Beula's roof, so after some more solid lounging time, we called it a night.

Tomorrow we'll be back in Ontaaario!  We're about 1,500km from home, so it'll be roughly three more days of driving before we roll into home sweet Porcupine.

Letting the good times roll,