Creating coincidences & mathematical functions.
Trip Start Jul 22, 2009
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Where I stayed
300 kms...4 hours of driving to the Gros Morne National Park...3 hour pit stop in Corner Brook.
I left early this morning to allow me the time to make a pit stop in Corner Brook, the largest city in this part of Newfoundland. I stop at the tourist information center to inquire about the things to see and where there would be a large enough parking place in the downtown area to park the truck and trailer. The young woman says that a lot of people drop their trailer off in their/this lot. PERFECT!
10 minutes later I'm driving through downtown Corner Brook (without the trailer). Not much worth stopping for to walk around and photograph
Then it was lunch time, grocery shopping and back to the visitor center. I'm hooking up the trailer when I notice a Hummer (H3) with Alberta license plates but with the company logo of the coffee shop and scrapbooking store next to the visitor center. There's a story there I'm sure.
So I go in and meet the owner and ask her what her story is (I also get a coffee). A transplanted Newfoundlander she missed "home" and came back a couple of years ago. It was her parents who dragged her to Alberta 29 years ago. Started the business 6 months ago. Her husband is still in Fort McMurray, Alberta with their kids (for another 4 or 5 years). She met her husband in Alberta. Coincidentally, her husband, who moved to Alberta about 7 years ago, came from Corner Brook and her family was originally from Deer Lake, less than 25 kilometres away.
What I found intriguing about her missing "home" was that she wasn't that old when her family moved away. She's definitely not older then 40. What a "coincidence" that after 20+ years in Alberta she meets her husband from a town near where she grew up and that she yearns to return to
This morning I received an email from Michael and Elena (the Professor from Princeton and his wife (to be)) stating they would be in Grand Morne until Sunday morning. I replied stating I would be there this afternoon. I get to the campground and check my email and I have an invitation to join them for supper in Rocky Harbour. They indicate in another email that on their hike they ran into (another coincidence) one of Michael's old grad student (also named Michael) from Memorial University who is now a pharmacist in Baie Vert and his girlfriend, Robyn would be joining us for supper.
We had a lovely supper at Java Jack's then went back to Michael & Elena's B&B where Michael and Michael (the young one's first) had a cigar (I declined the offer to partake in that activity) and more conversation (which I would love to relate but this would go on for a few pages). It was all quite interesting.
I returned quite late and was barred from entering the campground as a rope was strung across the entrance as a gate. That didn't stop me as I took the rope down and drove in (I did put the rope back up).