Staybridge Suites Guelph
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... pack, grabbed his work bag, and was out the door. "He's gone!" said BJ. AJ and BJ looked at each other. "This isn't what is supposed to happen," said AJ "What do we do?" asked BJ, little tears appearing at the corners of his eyes. "He has left us behind in Canada and we will never see Aury and Emeline again!" "That is not going to happen," said AJ. "Come on, he has to go in the elevator and then he waits for his friends in the hotel lobby. We have time!" AJ grabbed BJ ...
... it brought back memories!
It even had a catch to release the rollers so that anything caught in it that shouldn't have been (like the user's long hair ... these were sexist times, remember!), could be freed. No Isadora Duncan misadventures, it seems!
There was also the usual old Print Shop ... with a flatbed press, hand operated ... as well as the usual collection of old buildings, most ...
The three of us we sleepy heads and didn't get up till after 7am. Slept well even though things were a bit cramped and we put Faith's nose out of joint by closing the bedroom door and sleeping in Marg's bed. Got everyone their coffee and cereals for breakfast and in no time the morning nurse was here to give Marg her morning medication and dress her for the day. I don't want to get old and live in one of these homes. I am glad Mum was able to live in ...
... a place to stay. A bit of blue sky put in an
appearance but it was still struggling to get past 20 degrees Celsius.
We kept on the US 51 and US 2 to Ironwood and Bessemer, both names linked to the area’s big deposits of iron ore which used to employ many. The iron ore in the ground also produces the red colour of the lake water near the red tinted sand at the shoreline. This area also used to be famous as the origin of Brownstone, one of the toughest natural ...
... heads for the airport... Now my heart sends out a true, intense sigh. I sit down and let the emotions flow. I look around, smile at the unchanged closets, the same old (filthy!) carpet and listen to the new sound of the installed AC. The view out of my window is familiar and pleasant and I remember how my friend and neighbor for a year used to stick her head out to catch the snow flakes and how we would sit and just watch the sun go down colorfully behind the ...