Chapter 8: On the Road Again

I’m falling behind again. I have like a million stories building up, but I guess I just start with the most recent ones. We’re going out of country for these ones though.  I believe a little bit of an introduction is in order. Everyone, this is my friend Janessa. I just love her to pieces! She’s from Canada, but lucky for me (and her hubby) she lives here in Provo now. Well she got her green card a few weeks back, and she asked if I would like to go on a trip to Canada with her. Um yes! So we went. Lucky for us Canada isn’t like Vegas. What happens there doesn’t have to stay there. I’m going to start with the end of our trip, because well…. I can.

The First Leg of the Last Leg

We decided to split our 18 hour trip home into 2 days. We left Edmonton on Saturday morning. Unfortunately for us something with the heat in the car went wrong, so we were quite cold. We just bundled up until we looked like a couple of bumpkins. Then, not too far down the road we got very thoroughly sprayed with muddy snow and found out that our wiper fluid wasn’t going to spray. Since, visibility was poor at best, pulling over was probably our best bet. We pulled into a Starbucks, thinking we could get some hot water to pour onto the thingermajigs where the washer fluid comes out. Well that plan was a bust. I have no idea why the darn wiper fluid wouldn’t just spray. There was nothing to be done about it though. We thought about asking a guy who looked like he might be the mechanical type, but there were none to be found. There was only one thing left to do, so Janessa did it. A lady walked by and looked at her really funny though. Ness had to explain to the lady that she wasn’t crazy and the reason that she was throwing handfuls of snow at her windshield was because we had no other way of washing it. How could that lady not think we were crazy though really? Just picture it: Janessa outside bundled to max throwing snow at her car while I’m inside the car, also bundled to the max, operating the wipers and laughing at her. Both of us were just disheveled as heck. I’m sure it was quite the sight to behold. Eventually we got on the road again and continued on our way. When it started to get darker we switched drivers (Janessa can’t drive well in the dark), and I took my turn. As the sun dipped, so did the temperature and the already icy road turned into a well layered ice rink highway. The rest of the way to Great Falls, MT, was definitely slow going. What a relief when we finally made it to our hotel!

 

                                                    ...to be continued...