Yesterday morning we arrived at the Canadian border. I can’t even begin to tell you how stressed I was feeling with us dragging a 40 foot 5th wheel, three cats and and not a clue where we were supposed to go. As we were freaking out and voices were raising, a young woman came and asked Tom if he was commercial. He said no and she sent us to the correct line. Thank the good Lord for that.
We briefly waited for our turn and then went through a 10 minute discussion with border control. He was very nice but asked many questions, which we promptly answered. He took down our license plate and our passports. Sadly, no stamp in my passport. He did come and check the backseat of the truck. I guess in case we were trying to bring anyone in. We were not. We have enough trouble with cats. I don’t think I could deal with anyone else right now. We did see a sign for London, but sadly not London England.
We made it to our campground, Elora Gorge and it is a very nice place. We did go to the wrong entrance and missed the turn to the right entrance. More about that tomorrow. Here are a couple of pictures from our site. The one picture looked like an enclosed area from my back window, so I had to take a look. It wasn’t but it’s darker in there when looking out my tinted window.
We are here until Sunday and then will be heading back across the border, just barely. I have reservations for a tour on Monday on the Canada side of Niagara Falls. We had thought to go on Friday but it is over 2 hours from here and I can’t say that sounds like fun. But when I checked the US side tours, I liked the Canada one better. I canceled my Friday tour and received a nice email from the guide who offered me a $10 per person discount to rebook so…of course I rebooked. Tom has always wanted to see Niagara Falls. He loves waterfalls, like really loves waterfalls. I bought him a shirt once, “Advice from a waterfall.” We should perhaps follow it.
We’ve spent the day making changes to our itinerary but that’s a post for another day. I’m glad to be here for more than a day or two and I know the cats are as well. Penny has now chosen the console as her spot in the truck and when someone gets on it, she is none too happy. So, she just sits on them, as you can see from the picture above.
One of the fun things about camping is seeing the different people, different places and enjoying time. Time that is moving all too fast. Sometimes you see something out of the ordinary. At one of our campgrounds there were ducks that kept going to a particular campsite and eating something. I’ve also watched a man do his morning stretches on the picnic table outside his camper and there was one lady who spent hours walking a circle around the area where she was camped. That was all at the same campground.
Our journey continues, thanks for checking in on us.
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