With no real agenda for the day, we decided to just park and wait. When Roger was there the other day getting the oil changed, he found the Wrangler black jeans he loves. We have looked in every WalMart from Oklahoma to Maine and could not find them anymore. So he thought he had found 'gold'! His intentions were good (he bought the wrong size) - so while he went to return them and find the right size, Hunter and I 'wandered' to the girls department.
Grandpa waited patiently while she tried on a few things and ended up choosing a cute little black knit top and shorts. Of course, then it was Hunter's lunch time, and luck was with her (or so we thought) for there was a McDonald's in the WalMart this time. Get in line to order the famous "Quarter Pounder" - only to discover this 'mini' McDonald's didn't sell them! So she had to settle for a Big Mac - ketchup only, eh? Needless to say, Hunter was NOT impressed with her first Canadian McDonald's!
On the road again, headed to Casey's in New Brunswick and the much awaited and anticipated strawberry shortcake. We were in luck this time and after a lite supper we all three indulged. Hunter wasn't too impressed with their 'shortcake', for it's a biscuit in Canada. BUT, she loved her berries. Her and Grandpa went back the next morning to buy 'just a bowl of strawberries' which was Hunter's breakfast that day.
A new road for us the next day, traveling up TransCanada Highway #2 to Grand Falls. Tried to break up the days of traveling a bit and had read up on the area, which was touted as Canada's "Niagara Falls". Arrived about 1:30 in the afternoon, got set up in a campground (not a KOA) and headed into town to see these falls. Roger wasn't impressed when they charged him $3 to park at the reception center, and was even less impressed to find that the 'falls' could be controlled by a dam.
But determined to see this 'wonder', we paid up and went in, only to find that they are best seen from the 'other side' of the gorge. So we drive over there. (Thankfully they didn't charge us another $3!) So while we are waiting on Hunter to make a bathroom run, I'm 'observing' and figure out they want to charge us $15 just to walk the path. After a bit of indecision, with Hunter less than enthusiastic, we decided they were into us for $3 and that was enough. So we piled back in the truck and headed back to the campground.We'll see some REAL falls when we get to Niagara (and they can't be 'turned off' by a dam!) With the whole afternoon ahead of us, Roger & Hunter decided to go on a 'nature walk' which was actually a glofified "inspection" tour of this non-KOA park. They did see a beaver swimming across the pond, but were thoroughly unimpressed with the rest of it.
Meanwhile I had made a batch of chocolate chip cookies for Roger and was ready to turn the kitchen over to Hunter.
She had been 'itching' to try her hand at making some peanut butter cookies - all by herself. So with Grandma watching from one side of the counter, she proceeded to do just that. And just like her dad in his younger days, as soon as she was finished 'creating', she was through!
Although I complained loudly about being left with a mess, I didn't really mind. The kitchen is definitely only big enough for one. It was time to cook up a bit of supper before Hunter and Grandpa filled up on cookies, anyway. Cajoled Grandpa into watching the movie "Nanny McPhee" and we all enjoyed a quiet, rainy evening 'at home'.
Up early the next morning, for we wanted to make Quebec City before noon (for a scheduled conference call with the Home Office). Would have made it fine, except we hit major road construction (of course!). Pulled in about 20 till, and thought we would get parked in plenty of time, when the owner appeared and wanted to 'chat'. A bit late getting connected (but not much) and by the time the call was over (80 minutes later!) my arm (and ear) was numb, Roger had the trailer set up, and Hunter had fixed - and eaten - her lunch. So Roger and I had a bite (while I related all the Home Office info) and then it was off to the pool for Hunter and I. She gave this park (Quebec City) an A+ for their heated pool and 'neat' playground equipment immediately upon arrival.
Got back to the trailer to find Roger 'cleaning' - which means he was dismantling the A/C vent and I had to clean it. I wasn't exactly ecstatic about his timing, but it had to be done. Hunter chose 'popcorn shrimp' for supper, which was an easy fix, and I thought, one of her favorites. Only that night the breading didn't suit her and she proceeded to 'peel' her popcorn shrimp, with Grandpa proceeding to give her a hard time about it! By the time supper was over and this day was done, this Grandma was about ready to wring both their necks!
So I did what every self-respecting Grandma does! Put my nightgown on, claimed my recliner, and went to sleep - and left them to their own devices! Glad this day is done!
Woke up the next morning feeling much more 'together' and it was time to don the yellow shirts and get to work. Hunter chose a 'stay at home' day and when we got back from doing the walk-about, she had straightened the trailer from top to bottom! What a nice surprise! Wish it could stay this way.
One of our boss' will be joining us for 5 days, and I was in the middle of typing the report when the phone rang. Her flight out of Billings had been canceled and instead of arriving in Quebec City on Wednesday at 7:00 p.m., she won't be in till today (Thursday) at 1:00 p.m. We'll go ahead and do our exit review here and then she'll join us for supper with the owners tonight. . . we hope.
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