The Last Supper

What I seriously needed on my last night in Ontario was a trip to Lord Elgin’s restaurant for all you can eat fish and chips.  I hope you can imagine how high my eyes are rolling.  Not that their fish isn’t absolutely delicious, but I’ve eaten enough food in the past two weeks to feed a small country.  But they really do have the best halibut EVER and they encourage you to eat lots of it.  So it’s only polite to oblige.

It’s been incredibly hot all day but the wind has been blowing a gale.  There have also been power outages on and off all afternoon.  After dinner we went on a tour of the countryside.  It’s quite amazing how many wind turbines there are now in North Bruce.  It’s definitely not the landscape of my childhood.  Hard not to get mixed up in all the controversy surrounding their construction and operation.  I wonder if people made such a fuss when power lines were being put up everywhere.

It’s still a beautiful area and it’s interesting to see how things have changed.  Of course there are some things that seem to never change too.  We drove by the farm where we grew up, the little red school house that’s been converted into a home, and along country roads that used to be gravel and are now paved with brand new houses in the strangest (to me, anyway) places.

My sister and I were able to go through boxes and scrapbooks and photo albums yesterday and today, and I have gleaned a whole bunch of treasures from things that were moms.  I’m sorry my sisters house has been the storage place for everything and it does seem a bit incredible that the process of sorting it all has taken such a long time.  Some things have been too hard to throw away until now.

One last lunch with my brother tomorrow in London and then I’m heading home.  If there’s snow in Edmonton I’d rather not know about it until the last possible minute.  I’ve decided against wearing flip flops though, just in case.