Our intention was to stop driving once we crossed the Manitoba border but it was before noon and it seemed good to us to keep going. Gord found a Saskatchewan radio station so we listened to, “I will never smile again until I smile at you” and similarly named country songs until we could stand it no longer. No offense to our country music-loving friends.
On our way through the tiny community of Neepawa there were police officers directing the westbound traffic, which was backed up for kilometers, and people in lawn chairs lining the righthand side of the street for blocks. We stopped for a break at a Fas Gas bar and I asked the young men who were pumping gas (Gord calls them gas jockeys) what was up. They directed me to the edge of the pavement and said, “Watch the skies! We paid $28,000 for this!” I heard the roar first then realized it was our own beloved Snowbirds here for the Neepawa Homecoming Days celebration. They put on a fantastic show, as usual, which we watched from the gas station parking lot. I felt proudly Canadian.
After a couple more hours on the road we settled in Miller’s Campsite, which is just outside Portage la Prairie and plan to hit the hay before too long.
We always enjoy hearing from you and just want to say thanks for allowing us to share our journey.
P.S. You may have noticed my blog headings for each new province we enter are named after the province’s license plates. I know you knew that!
