To Ontario: March 29, April 1, 2

Friday:

Janelle Vdh, Becca O, Pam, and I met at the Metra station early on Friday afternoon to set off for Canada. But first we had to get out of the city to a suburb and pick up Becca's car. The train ride was fun, a lot more fun than the red line every morning. It reminded me of the sweet VIA rail that we took to Terrace a few times back home. I remembered I forgot my birth certificates for crossing the border so I was a bit worried about getting into Canada. I find that they are always a bit leary of letting in Canadian kids who go to college in the states.
We got to the Dune Park train station at around dark, and Becca handed Janelle (vanderhoek) the keys to load up her stuff while we all went to the bathroom. Well, Janelle (again, not me) started the car and was going to bring it around to pick us up by the front of the station. Something crazy happened and once the car was put into reverse, it revved and slammed into the white acura that was parked behind Becca's car. Hit it so hard that when I came out, the white car was purched on the top of the concrete divider, back wheels on the ground, front wheels on the divider! (and the back bumper was crunched in. And I missed the hit!

It took about an hour to verify with the sheriff all the details and get on the road. He left a paper with all the details for the poor driver of the white care. We just didn't want to be hunted down at the border later on for not leaving a note on the white car!

No trouble getting into Canada...I had my SIN card, Health Card, Zellers card, all that is Canadian so it was all good.

Saturday:

After arriving at Tim Hortons (a few of them!) and dropping off Janelle at a truck stop where she met her sister, Pam and I met up with Chad at a London Tim Hortons and we slept at Pam's house. We ate brunch there and lazed around for a bit and I went for a run. Then Chad and I went to Walmart and Redeemer to say hi to people.
Saturday night Chad and I went to Big Bucks in Burlington, waited nearly 2 hours in line to get in, and tried our best at dancing inside on the two levels of dance floor! It was a good time. I didn't have to worry about not being 21, I could go out again. I enjoyed it, despite the extremely warm temperature in the bar.

Sunday:

Sleep. Worship. Peanut butter. Tim Hortons. Met Pam. Drove. Border. No birth certificate. No questions. (Cute guy). Train. Rain. Bed.

Not much to the day.