Saturday, 23 May 2009. I woke up fairly early on Saturday it was a beautiful day a little cool but still beautiful. I got some petrol and head on down the road. This was after breakfast, of course.
Under sunny skies I just headed south and put the current cruise control and kept on rolling. While the temperature was in single digits one I got up, it was in the high teens or low 20s by the time I reached Edmonton.
I bypassed the gas station that was upset that I didn’t spend more money when it came through yesterday and picked of some gas about 250 km down the road.
With little traffic I cruised through Dawson Creek and kept on rolling.
Deferred and driving for while I finally was able to get phone communication again and called Lynn and Tony to see if they can put up with me for another night or two. They said they could and I said, I would give them a call when I was about an hour out.
I rolled into St. Albert about 7 p.m. I’d covered about 1000 km in 11 hours. I parked the car, and off we went to Boston Pizza, that was a gentleman’s name who started the chain, it did not refer to an East Coast city, for some excellent pizza.
Besides good food and conversation we had a little bit of humor thrown in. In Tony’s pasta was a bug. Not an icky bug but a pasta bug is often found in soup or a pasta dish for kids. Tony called the waitress over to complain about “the bug.” Her horror turned to giggles when she realized what was going on. She, of course, dragged her manager over after noting that a customer found a bug in his pasta. The rather upset manager also broke up into giggles. Both of them thanked Tony for some comic relief after a long hard day. Several others dropped by to see the bug. As Tony’s dinner was too big to finish he took the remains home, including the bug, for later on.
We chatted and had some ice cream when we got back home. It was time to call it a night.
