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Published: October 3rd 2009
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October 1, 2009
A quiet day that began with a ride to the town of Banff; another beautiful trip with mountain views that left us breathless. The town reminded us of Europe…quaint shops lining streets that sit at the base of mountains that stand like giant sentries…but my goodness how expensive things were. Donna and I had an interesting experience in the grocery store. We were trying to buy a pound of ham to make sandwiches for our lunch on the road tomorrow… (Being frugal) but everything here is in metric and being the ugly Americans that we are…we don’t know what any signs related to size or weight mean. With our first try, we received enough ham to make a sandwich for a mouse… (Could the meat lady not see my size!!)? With the second try, she added more ham…this time enough for two mice…I kept saying…”A POUND” which of course meant nothing to her and the more she looked confused the louder I said “A POUND”. I was about to settle with the amount she gave us when Donna took over. She got results! But the real kicker came when we got up to the check out and our
ham cost almost nine dollars and it wasn’t even “A POUND”!!! We returned to our cabin, had lunch and did some reading and writing.
Some of my travel companions have commented on the fact that I am not often the subject of the humorous little anecdotes I write. So… now the harsh eyes of the blog are turning to me…the keeper of the blog. But am I worried? No, I am not. Because I happen to be the best travel companion there is…I am “Vacation Virginia”! Here’s why:
I’m Stunning in the Morning. I join my travel companions each morning in what I like to call “my morning outfit”. It consists of a quaint (ratty) night gown, a special (crazy) hair arrangement, white athletic sox over shapely (fat…sometimes unshaven) legs and some sort of lovely (over sized sweatshirt) morning robe!
I’m exceptionally witty…read the blog. Need I say more?
I’ll eat any where…well… I do have my standards…no restaurants attached to gas stations, no dining on the internal organs of any animal…but if my travel mates prefer these…It’s fine…I’ll sit alone in the car eating PB and J….what a good sport!
I have an acute sense of direction. I say
with confidence…”Go this way” (not unlike the first time we meet the scarecrow in The Wizard of Oz) and I point in any random direction …it could be right!
I don’t require frequent restroom breaks like SOME of our party members…specifically the “bathroom buddies” DK and BM….I’ve been compared to a camel! I think that makes me just plain fun.
Later in the day, we made dinner and had an early night. Tomorrow we leave this wonderful place and move on to British Columbia and the west coast!
Today’s Road Lesson: My travel mates are lucky to have me!!
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