Sunday, October 14, 2007

Life is a Highway

"Kids, we're only 4 short hours away from the world's second largest ball of twine." - Clark Griswald, National Lampoon's Vacation

Saturday morning we packed up the family truckster, grabbed a couple of lattes from Starbucks, popped in the Bob Dylan's Greatest Hits CD and headed north. There wasn't a square inch to spare in our car. Somehow, we had managed to pick up more items at every city we stayed in so we really had to utilize Dayven's packing skills to the fullest. Poor little Wyatt was one purchase away from riding on the roof. We cruised down the interstate, traveling like a band of gypsies across the country, passing through 8 states in all by the time the whole trip was done. It's always interesting to travel by car, driving down vast open stretches of road, passing through small towns, wondering about the lives of the people that live there. Had we not been so anxious to reach our destination, we probably would have been more eager to partake in some of the local landmarks, like the the House of Chugwater Chili or the Head Smashed-in Buffalo Jump (yes, that is actually the name of a place), but after living out of suitcases and our car for 2 weeks, we were anxious to get to Canada and get settled. We did stop in Billings, Montana to meet our friends Luke and Karen for dinner. They live in Cody, Wyoming so they drove up to meet us off the highway. The last time we saw them I was still pregnant with Wyatt so this was a nice chance for the boys to meet and for us to catch up.



We spent the night in Butte, Montana to break up the trip. It was really pretty driving through the mountain passes in Montana, certainly much more scenic than than driving through the midwest. We reached the Canadian border just before lunch and I'd love to tell you we sailed right across, but in reality we were there close to two hours, filling out heaps of paperwork, doing inventory of all the items in our car (plus their $ value), proving ownership of our car and filling out inventory sheets for the moving truck. By the time they let us through, we were ready to gnaw our arms off and Wyatt was on the verge of a meltdown. We finally arrived in Edmonton about 9:30pm, so exhausted we could barely see straight. The work crew is still finishing up some work on our house and there's currently no running water so we're staying in a hotel for a couple of days, which is just as well because at least we have Internet and cable here, something we won't have for another week at the house. The moving truck is scheduled to arrive next week so we'll have some time to clean and paint some rooms before our stuff gets here. I'm still getting used to the idea that we're "home"!
















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