Leaving Toronto for the cottage

Trip Start Jun 27, 2008
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Trip End Jul 02, 2008


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Flag of Canada  , Ontario,
Monday, June 30, 2008

Laura woke up at about 7:45 a.m., so we had 45 minutes to get ready to go. Her and Claire were leaving for Ottawa for Canada Day soon. I crammed everything back into my bag. Laura made me some tea and then I left, making a quick stop at Kit's hotel to drop off the TravelPod coffee mug I forgot to bring yesterday. Then, I took off for Ken's cottage.

The roads there were just excruciatingly beautiful. I took the crazy Google "avoid highways" way again. There wer lakes everywhere, pine trees and roads through craggy rock cuts. I arrived without any problems at the marina about an hour early, and the people that run it, invited me in after it started raining. So I was writing this while children play cards and watch Judge Judy all around me.

Ken and Jen finally arrive at about 4:30, they were out shopping for food and things. They were generous enough to offer free food to anybody who showed up that weekend. So cool.

Anyway, pretty much as soon as they got there, we left for Ken's cottage on a little motor boat. The place is breathtakingly beautiful. I kept screaming like a little girl "Eeeee it's so prettyyyy!" because that was the best way to vocalize my emotions at the time... I guess....

We got to Ken's little red roofed cottage in the middle of nowhere, which lies at the other end of Ashby Lake. I got a whole bed to myself, because nobody else showed up. We had a beer and Ken cooked some deer meat sausages that Jen brought. We also drank my tetra-pak wine that I brought (pretty awful) and just mostly hung out and stuff.

Ken brought out the "electric flyswatters" and proceeded to kill everything in sight with a single swipe.

I love people's cottages because mostly they're filled with junk they just don't want in their own homes anymore. So there are rooster placemats, and tacky plates, mismatched furniture and funny/weird art on the walls, including a calendar from 1989 (found in the outhouse). I think I probably passed out at about 8 p.m., this was directly a result of the Knob Creek bourbon Ken generously doled out to us apres le souper.

UPDATE:
I remember Jen was sleeping with Ken at the time this happened. We were drunk in her kitchen and she asked me what to do because he didn't want a relationship. I was like, screw him, he's stupid. Looking back on it, I wonder if Ken wanted some other arrangement with all three of us. Hopefully not. 
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spikee
spikee on

So true
'I love people's cottages because mostly they're filled with junk they just don't want in their own homes anymore. So there are rooster placemats, and tacky plates, mismatched furniture and funny/weird art on the walls, including a calendar from 1989 (found in the outhouse).'

Oh, this is so true. I'm kind of hoping this is the same vibe that the cabin in the 1000 Islands has. It's impossible not to have a good time eating off of rooster placemats. 'Cock-mats' as I like to call them.

Yup, I went there.

starlagurl
starlagurl on

Re: So true
I always try to eat off of cock-mats.

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