In the morning, we grabbed some breakfast and as we started driving we saw a place that looked something like this:
I've never heard of this place, maybe you have. Frozen Custard and Butter Burgers? Seriously, THIS IS WHY YOU'RE FAT AMERICA.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Night 1
After we pulled away from Chicago, we drove straight to a city just outside Madison, Wisconsin called Wisconsin Dells. We had booked a place for a night at a Wilderness Resort (http://www.wildernessresort.com/). Not knowing what to expect, turns out, its the biggest water park on this side of the planet. IT WAS HUGE, really well laid out and decorated like it was actually a lodge, when in fact it was a first rate resort. Didn't really get to spend any time there because we got in at around 10 pm and left again in the morning at 7 am. [note to self: MUST GO BACK]
In the morning, we grabbed some breakfast and as we started driving we saw a place that looked something like this:
I've never heard of this place, maybe you have. Frozen Custard and Butter Burgers? Seriously, THIS IS WHY YOU'RE FAT AMERICA.
In the morning, we grabbed some breakfast and as we started driving we saw a place that looked something like this:
I've never heard of this place, maybe you have. Frozen Custard and Butter Burgers? Seriously, THIS IS WHY YOU'RE FAT AMERICA.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Roadtrip Day 1
There was a lot of controversy as to the route which was going to be taken. There were two options, go through Northern Ontario or go through the United States of America, where there is no such thing as a small (well maybe their brains). Wow that was two shots at the US in one sentence, hooray me.
I digress, by going through Northern Ontario, would take you to such places as Sault Sainte Marie and Thunder Bay with miles of nothingness in between, so if the ever so dependable minivan decided to be not so dependable, we'd be screwed. Alternatively, we could go cross the US border in Sarnia and potentially waste hours having the car stripped down, not to mention, being interrogated like terrorists. To avoid the latter, I decided to shave. To avoid having the car stripped, I decided to take a risk, who cares, I had nothing to hide.
At the border, there was a huge lineup because it was the long weekend. After the half hour wait in the car, we finally arrived at the checkpoint where the officer almost let us through without even caring. We had to remind her to care and let us get our I94's and take $6 USD from us. I have to admit, she was a pretty cool officer - not grumpy like at the other borders. Inside didn't take much time either, and they didn't strip down the car to find all my clothes and cooking utensils. Thats right kids, high risk, high reward.
And there we were, in the land of opportunity, the land of plenty. And cue the exciting scenery:
A few hours later, and many business calls later ( i think i can almost guide a company through a corporate restrucuturing), there was a glimpse of civilization:
Coincidentally enough, we arrived in Chicago on Friday at 5pm before a long weekend. Traffic galore. It was driving on the Gardiner during rush hour, parking lot. Whatever, we got to spend time in Chicago. Saw the two main attractions of the city (im just saying that because these are the only two things we saw):
I digress, by going through Northern Ontario, would take you to such places as Sault Sainte Marie and Thunder Bay with miles of nothingness in between, so if the ever so dependable minivan decided to be not so dependable, we'd be screwed. Alternatively, we could go cross the US border in Sarnia and potentially waste hours having the car stripped down, not to mention, being interrogated like terrorists. To avoid the latter, I decided to shave. To avoid having the car stripped, I decided to take a risk, who cares, I had nothing to hide.
At the border, there was a huge lineup because it was the long weekend. After the half hour wait in the car, we finally arrived at the checkpoint where the officer almost let us through without even caring. We had to remind her to care and let us get our I94's and take $6 USD from us. I have to admit, she was a pretty cool officer - not grumpy like at the other borders. Inside didn't take much time either, and they didn't strip down the car to find all my clothes and cooking utensils. Thats right kids, high risk, high reward.
And there we were, in the land of opportunity, the land of plenty. And cue the exciting scenery:
A few hours later, and many business calls later ( i think i can almost guide a company through a corporate restrucuturing), there was a glimpse of civilization:
Coincidentally enough, we arrived in Chicago on Friday at 5pm before a long weekend. Traffic galore. It was driving on the Gardiner during rush hour, parking lot. Whatever, we got to spend time in Chicago. Saw the two main attractions of the city (im just saying that because these are the only two things we saw):
The US Cellular Stadium. Home of the White Sox (thats what the banner says anyways)
One interesting thing about the city though was that the platforms of the subway acted as the dividers between the sides on the highways.
And one more thing, wtf is up with this nozzle at the gas station??? Its so small.
Planning the Roadtrip
LOL, planning? i think the plans must have changed about 15 times - methods of transport, dates, timings, routes, the whole shabang. It was like a statically indeterminate problem (engineering reference) - there is no good solution unless you just force it.
On my other blog, i alluded to an actual plan with a map and everything, only to have that plan change twice before actually leaving my house. I even ended up at a friends bbq, even though i told him i'd be leaving two days before that.
Anyways, before it was too late, my dad and I hit the open road. Toronto to Winnipeg, 2200 km, 2 days of driving. The route looked something like this:
And almost everything I own jammed in the minivan looked something like this:
Yes, i play a lot of tetris.
On my other blog, i alluded to an actual plan with a map and everything, only to have that plan change twice before actually leaving my house. I even ended up at a friends bbq, even though i told him i'd be leaving two days before that.
Anyways, before it was too late, my dad and I hit the open road. Toronto to Winnipeg, 2200 km, 2 days of driving. The route looked something like this:
And almost everything I own jammed in the minivan looked something like this:
Yes, i play a lot of tetris.
Gone With the Van
there really inst much purpose to this blog other than to make all my friends (back home, i dont have any here) jealous of my awesome life for four months in the "rock and roll capital of Canada, Winnipeg Manitoba" (i kid you not, this is a frequent line used on the radio).
i will post pictures and share thoughts of things that i see, rather, where my minivan takes me. there's no shame in having a minivan (ha), it's totally a legitimate method of transportation for a 20 year old university student. take what you can get i guess.
o yea, this is the BEAST:
i will post pictures and share thoughts of things that i see, rather, where my minivan takes me. there's no shame in having a minivan (ha), it's totally a legitimate method of transportation for a 20 year old university student. take what you can get i guess.
o yea, this is the BEAST:
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