Saskatoon, Thunder Bay, Sault Ste Marie and then home!
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An awkward and rather sleepless night later I put all of my things back into their rightful places, turning the car back into travelling mode*. I finally finished writing some postcards and then attempted to start the car. At this point I'll ask you to cast your collective minds back roughly three years to one of my early blog entries where a mishap resulted in a bent car key. Now the key would not turn in the lock, and this has been an intermittent problem for a while now. I sat trying repeated and after a few minutes got the barrel to yield. I think, but I'm not entirely sure, that my use of expletives did actually help the process. Off to Canadian tire – nope they don't do Ford focus keys. Ford service centres only. Back to the car, found said ford dealership and called them up. $160! are you mad?
Another less than brief round of expletives and key turning attempts later I was driving to the garage to get a new key made up.
Car all fixed (well, key key works better than the old one, but is still obstinate on occasion) and back on the road. A few hours later I rolled into Saskatoon and met my great uncle R, his wife M and their daughter also M. After a relaxing evening and a great lunch the following day (thanks R!) I headed on to Riding mountain National Park.
It was late evening when I turned up and the place was busy, what with the long weekend revellers. I queued up for what seemed to be a lifetime and finally got a camp-site sorted out.
I made my excuses and went to set up camp, which I did ever so quietly, departing similarly the following morning without even having had a camp-fire.
On to Sandbar lake provincial park, near Ignace Ontario. The Sandbar is beautiful as I discovered when I swam it the following morning. I lazed about in the warm shallow water, above soft golden -white sand. I had to draw myself out of the water and get on the road, otherwise I would have been there for the day!
That evening I made it to back to Sault Ste Marie, and I knew that the following day I'd make it home, so this was going to be my last night on the road! A mixture of sadness, exhaustion and relief spurred my on to get to Su.
I got moving at a good time the following morning, head south through the states. The queues at the border were immense but I eventually made it though only to discover no American bank that would change any Canadian money, what with that!? I hunted further and found one that did, after taking a significant commission. Still I needed a bit of ready money for road tolls and gas, so I took the hit.
On down though Michigan: Saginaw, Flint and finally to the border at Sarnia. I stopped in to a Wendy's once I'd crossed over for a celebratory spicy chicken burger. Ah nothing like transfats to bring you home!
Back on the road: London, Hamilton and finally Oakville!! Ah I was back at my sister's place!
I flumped unceremoniously into bed, with only vague ideas swimming in my head of what my next adventure will be.
*other modes include: Has-the-lawn-been, Depeche and A la.