When I was a kid, we had a camper. It was one of those drive in, sleep in, 1970's concoctions that had a kitchen, bathroom and slept 4 safely and 2 hygenically. We typically crammed 6 bodies and a large Siberian Husky into that thing. My family believed that the best way to learn about our country was to travel it. So we did. Constantly. I have been to Flin Flon, Moosonee, Terrace and even Head-Smashed-in-Buffalo-Jump. I have had my skin turn blue and/or red from the ink of an air matress soaking into it while sleeping in a leakey tent in a rainstorm (after I put a stop to sleeping in the camper). I have bathed in every single Great Lake. Yes, I said bathed, not just swam. I also used Irish Spring soap and No More Tears Shampoo during those bathing expeditions, so if you every go for a swim, you are drinking some of my filth. We never seemed to mind the fact that we would travel for hours and days at a time with nothing more than books, travel sized Mastermind, and our imaginations to occupy our time. Well, it must have rubbed off on me (not the air matress ink - that stuff took forever to remove), because now I will drive my kids just about anywhere if it gives them the opportunity to learn about Canada.
Last Summer, we rented a cottage in Vernon, BC. I got a crazy notion in my head to drive back home to Oakville, Ontario with my two kids. My husband, thinking I was nuts promptly booked a flight. I, on the other hand bravely loaded up a rented minivan with clothes, a camera, 2 ipods (I'm not totally insane) a seven and a ten year old and made the incredible 4,000 km journey in 6 days.
This Blog is the story of our travels...
Cross Canada Adventure 2012 - Day One: Vernon BC to Calgary, AB
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