We were a bit terrified about the roads to Calgary; after all our past few days had been a little rough. We got up and had some fantastic Reese Puffs with Colly-Wally and then headed out. It was a pretty long drive to Calgary, and we did not know how the weather would be. Saskatchewan and Manitoba were covered in ice; it could have been the same. We took dry roads out of Saskatoon and made it onto a dry highway. Dry. Clear. Perfect.
There was nothing wrong with the roads. I mean, they were long and straight, and to some people boring, but there was nothing wrong them. They were perfect for covering a large distance in a very short time. Jerusalem had not been shaken by the storm and the ditch, and being back on firm ground we rocketed across the frozen prairie.
I do not know how many of you have driven across Saskatchewan but wow... it is like the most flattest and most straightest highway that you ever did see. It was like... flat... flat... flat... badlands!!!... flat... flat... flat...
The badlands are so hardcore. We were on the prairies driving flat for at least a zillion miles when you suddenly see the ground open up and the road dive downwards. We were down in a canyon, over the Red Deer River, and back up. I looked hard for dinosaur bones but could not see any. As we drove out of the canyons I was filled with memories of going to the Royal Tyrell Museum in Drumheller with my Granddad and cousins. I will have to go back someday soon...
Back to the flatness of the prairies.
The nothingness of the road and landscape gave it a stark beauty. It also made it impossible to gauge time or space, so before we knew it we could see Calgary on the horizon. It really is becoming a big city! We came in on the Queen Elizabeth II highway and turned off on the new Ring Road. In record time from the airportish area we were home and on the driveway.
Home.
Wow.
Don’t stop reading here. Remember we just decided to pass through Calgary so that we could get the Jeep so that it would make crossing the Rockies a little safer.
We were home for just a few minutes when my Father showed up, coming in from BC. It was a quick and chaotic afternoon of trying to unpack what we could from Jerusalem while keeping track of what we needed to pack up in the Jeep. We unpacked some souvenirs so that people could see, and tried to keep the house as tidy as possible.
A bit later my entire family came over for a big “Welcome Back Almost” supper. We did the supper now because once we actually finish the trip in Calgary everyone will be on vacation in Mexico and the “Welcome Back” party would be a big bust... so... the “Welcome Back Almost” party was great, and we got to see the family, and... yeah... great...
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