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On the road to Calgary...
... s off to my mom's for the night. I'm thinking I'll probably take a short nap considering it's already 1:33 am and I have to be up by 3:00 am. I've got my phone charging, iPod charging, camera batteries charging and I'm just relaxing with my meds and eating silk tofu that I had brought down from Edmonton. Yes, I eat at all hours. :) Perhaps I'll check up on my Cafe World and see how that's going. :)
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Seeing the Boy's new home base
... and we go exploring. Saturday we went to Nat's mother's home in Sherwood Park. She lives with Nat's step dad on a property (ranch) in a log house with horses - very beautiful and peaceful (but lots of mossies or squiters if you are Canadian). We had a great BBQ lunch and got to know each other. In the afternoon (because we hadn't eaten enough of course!!) we went to the Taste of Edmonton festival. Lots ...
Edmonton is the pits (UK Visa Dramas)
... processing everyone we took our documents with us and decided instead of looking around further in this god forsaken city we would just drive back to Banff. Quick bite at subway before another 4.5 hours back home (add a little extra given we got lost in the back streets). I will be a happy girl if I never have to return to that city again. Thank god for Jordy letting us take back the money we owed him to pay him back for the UK visa application fee we paid for on his credit ...
Flight to mexico
... br> Movie on the plane was Eat Love Pray with Julia Roberts, then there was an episode of Glee (think the first one from the first season) then the map. We were unable to watch, as the sound through both our headphones was ****. tried both, no change. so, still have not watched that movie.
The rest of the trip to Cancun was good (as like comments have said, its -30 at home) as we are not there. Sorry. Not... Anywho, the trip was good, just hit a couple of pockets ...
Leaving the Country
... that is more my neurosis and awkwardness than the actual gravity of the situation which made me feel nervous.
I was finally told to have a good time and I scampered out of the room to find my lone pink suitcase circling on the luggage carousel alone. The good news was that my cousin was coming to pick me up at the airport, the bad news was that with the delay at immigration he had probably ...


