I’m leaving on Wednesday (the day after Chels’ birthday – wink, wink) for Canada. Is it a problem that everytime I hear someone say Canada (or think it myself) that I want to sing the first line of their national anthem – “Oh, Canada.” I’m going to have to work hard to not sing that song over and over while I’m there.
This trip is a little “scaled down” from usual. Our work site is about 3hrs from the airport, and I don’t get to get a rental car, which means I’m riding with my boss (whom I like, but I’m not sure just how much I’ll still like after 10 days together) the entire time. I also just found out that I’m staying in the amazing Lakeview Motel. Yep, motel. It has a grand-whopping 12 rooms. It’ll be like the places in rural Arkansas my family used to stay in when doing revivals (churches can be sooo cheap at times). Don’t count on room service for this trip…
It does sound like a quaint little community, and it’s on one of the great lakes, so I’m sure it will be beautiful. Plus, they’re known for their summer Scottish festivals, and as it turns out, I love all things Scottish (well, except for Haggas). Let the adventure begin!