It was Sunday, June sixth, our journey took us to Pocatello, Idaho where we found some good eats, thanks to the advice of the nice lady who had checked us in at the hotel. P.S. this is the best way to learn about local cuisine. We stopped at "Wingers", enjoyed the grub, but David was still grumbling about his tooth ache. We consulted the yellow pages to find an emergency dentist.
Six hundred miles had added several hours of grief to David's toothy grin. We rushed to the dentist's office in order to arrive two minutes before Now with "only" 30 teeth, and 300 fewer dollars, we were on our way. David was required to take the big V (and I don't mean Viagra), so I took the wheel.
By mid-morning, Monday, the 7th we were on our way through picturesque Butte, Montana and onto Great Falls, Montana. We had enough time in Great Falls to walk along the river before catching some shut-eye.
After Great Falls, the land flattened out. I-15 took us onward to Alberta Canada. David gave up the big V. He was tired of being the passenger. Hundreds miles took us through stretches of winter wheat fields. Would you believe they drive more American cars in this province than we do in our own country? The best part: no Obama bumper stickers! We had to get used to the kmph speed postings. Forty-something eyes have to squint at the speedometer to get the car's accurate kilometer reading.
We got a little tangled up with our Map quest instructions in Calgary. We managed to find our way out of it. While there, we took a self-guided tour through the magnificent Bass Pro Shops! Our destination for the day, however, was Edmonton, Alberta. We made our goal, but by now, we were enjoying our second day of rain, drizzle and overcast skies.
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