Our fair haired Ultress arrived in Canada Friday nite, an hour late. i received a phone call from her when she landed in Toronto. First Question “What was that big ass lake I flew over”. After consulting with Moosie, we agreed it must be lake Ontario which Ultress kept saying they tried to land in because they began their descent over it. She had started to watch Erin Brokovich on the plane when she realized she had tuned into the french version. Welcome to bilingual Canada.
By the time she got in Edmonton, she had been travelling for hours and was truly delighted to find that her luggage had been left in Toronto. You should have it by noon tomorrow, if it makes the flight said the smiling guy! She promptly reminded him it would be his fault if she got deported for running naked through the streets of Edmonton. The guy didn’t seem to think that was a bad idea heh! I didn’t have a damn thing she could wear because she is almost a foot taller than me, altho my son was willing to share his duds.
Saturday morning, off to the airport we went, no luggage. We asked if it could be rerouted to Calgary since we were headed to the mountains, I mean really, why not confuse things even more right? Three hours later she was dancing to country music in the Calgary airport, with her luggage.
Vickie was truly awed by the mountains. We spent the rest of the day wandering through Banff, then drove back to Canmore to stay the night. After a few drinkies we were dead to the world. Yesterday we went through Calgary and did the zoo. I honestly thought we might have to leave her in the gorilla cage. They seemed to take a liking to her 
She is now sitting on my couch, once again harassing my son, who by the way took about twenty seconds to have her under his thumb. She’s learning to play the guitar, boyo style.
We are heading off to West Edmonton Mall today, wonder how long it will take for her to get lost in there?
