http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9Jba7TDOZY&feature=mfu_in_order&list=UL
Like a machine we are. If I haven't said this before, I CAN'T WAIT TO GET THIS BOAT OUT ON THE OPEN WATER!!!
So en route to practice this morning, we stop, as we usually do, at the border. A nice, Francais-speaking young guard greets us and asks us where we are going this morning.
"Oh," quips driver G, "to Canada." The guy just looks at her in disbelief. So she adds helpfully, "for dragonboat training."
"Where...?" he presses on.
"Oh, to St. Patrick, to the canal." Oh yeah, that clears it up. The guy is now considering what this girl might have had for breakfast. A canal? In 30-degree weather? And what kind of place is St. Patrick? The nuthouse she escaped from? He looks oddly at her again, as he scans the ID cards. Slowly, G begins to register the expression on his face. "Oh... it's indoors. We have an indoor facility there. We come every Saturday."
Whether that explained it or he just didn't want to deal with us, I don't know. But he moved on to the 'alcohol, tobacco, firearms, mace or pepper-spray' bit and shooed us away.
"Wait... " ponders G out loud, her brow furrowed with concentration, as we drive off, "did I just tell him we are going to Canada?" I am almost on the floor laughing at this point, glad to not be the ding-dong for once.
"Uh-huh" I splutter, unable to articulate anything more intelligible.
"OHHHHHH!!! HAAAAA...." and we both dissolve into fits of laughter.. that lasted pretty much the entire rest of the trip to the canal at St. Patrick in Canada. LOLOL.
Oh my... clearly there was a serious lack of caffeination before leaving... Thanks for sharing, I totally laughed!
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