…so this post is going to be a little thin. We are leaving shortly to drive half-way to Waterloo. I’m not sure how I feel; our rehearsal went well enough. I’m going to spend the drive trying to figure out how to blog from my Blackberry. I’ve been contemplating getting a newer one with a camera but it’s just too expensive. And I refuse to get a Pearl: I want one letter per button and I find predictive text offensive. I’ve been trolling eBay and Craigslist to no avail. Anyhow, the last few times I tried to mobile blog it didn’t work so I’m a little disheartened by that. So I’ll pass the time between that and Dope Wars. Have you ever played Dope Wars? I am not straight edge but I do not do or condone drugs but something about the economy of drug dealing is so much more appealing…this game is addictive, like the very crack you sell. Anyhow…I’d going to go finish packing, decide between jackets, you know…more form the Holiday Inn soon!
Categories: Canada · Life · The Dears · Touring · Travel
Tagged: blackberry, Dope Wars, mobile blogging
The problem of navigating through Ontario is that invariably some large body of fresh water gets in the way. Adding hours to any journey, driving around lakes and rivers is scenic but frustrating. Mainly the problem is that they haven’t built a direct route from, say, Montreal, Quebec to Wiarton, Ontario. We’ve come up to my aunt’s cottage for a little vacation. The weather is a bit dark and rainly, but there remains great value in being surrounded by quiet pine trees and the great Lake Huron.
As kids we would come up here every summer, and one year (as a tween) I came up with my BFFs Lis and Heather. We had this silly joke about the pile of blankets we needed on our beds to keep us warm. I think we had about eight blankets over the bed and at night they would be so heavy on our bodies that we nicknamed the collective beast “Big Bertha.” We would fight over the covers, invoking the dilemma of Big Bertha: you want her but can’t have her.
My aunt’s cottage has remained unchanged since the 80’s, and judging from the abundance of wood paneling, peach-coloured tile and kitsch furniture, was likely established in the 50’s or 60’s. Even my family’s attempts at updating the decor have purposefully maintained this timelessness. Redecorations have been subtle, to say the least, and the framed 2,000-piece Manet puzzle of a lady wearing a hat figures prominently alongside the tattered National Geographic world map, published 1968.
Our day trips include the quest for the ultimate butter tart, cinnamon bun and homemade preserves. The sugar high is seemingly perpetual, offset only by long walks to watch the sun set or futile attempts to say hello to resident jackrabbits. This weekend we will visit the low-rent lakeside town (that they forgot to close down…most probably because it was never opened in the first place) of Sauble Beach, including the batting cages and wicked french fries at Mar’s chip shop.
…so that’s why there’s been no post in a while. I had hoped to post from my Blackberry, but the signal was too weak and it kept crashing. I think it’s time for an upgrade in mobile phone…Blackberry Bold, anyone?
Categories: Canada · Life · Travel
Tagged: bruce peninsula, cottage, country, holiday, lake huron, mobile blogging, Ontario, sauble beach, vacation
