I truly was one of those very obnoxious Canadians who would skip over the prairies, in my head, on a cross Canada road trip. I remember being twelve and questioning border times. The same disrespect I would give to some US states, playing favourites.
Until I sat in the dome car of The Canadian (
@mommasita 
your favourite train) and absolutely fell in love. Of course the Rockies are the show for most. But I sat there in that dome and truly felt I was in a dreamscape. I still picture it at times.
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ack, the train .
The EARLY made me smile. It read "umm no thanks".
Why, oh why is curling so early. And pray tell, how do you drink beer at 6am? I mean, unless you are STILL drinking from the night prior.
