...after the border...

It was 6 p.m. when we turned around at the Canadian border and went back the same road. It didn’t take us long, however, to figure out a new route and so we were on our way again – with some delay and a certain degree of “pisstivity” but nevertheless still optimistic, and tired. We were really looking forward to our first hotel, which we expected to be in the next town about 40 miles ahead. This town, however, turned out to be really, really small and we didn’t even see one motel. So we drove on. The next one was a bit bigger. We stopped at a motel whose office was inside the gas station right. They were full. So we drove on. The next town was about 100 miles away but it looked bigger and we were sure to find something there! As you can guess by now, we were wrong. There was not only a fair and some car show going on, there was also a wedding! Everything in the town was booked, and this was actually a pretty big place! Now we were starting to lose hope, but we still decided to try one more town about 15 miles away. Completely booked! Well, what else can you do at this point and at midnight but go to a bar and have a shot of Hennessy? It made us feel so much better and so much more tired. We left the bar, got into the car, drove as far as the next supermarket, pulled over and slept. It was about 2 a.m. I crawled in the back with Toni and Todrick slept on the passenger seat. What an experience! I had never slept in the car before – and I hope I won’t have to do it again!

As the journey continues…

Sarina