Looking for Waldo in all the wrong places

Listen, it’s like Minnie Driver said in Grosse Pointe Blank: Sometimes you just gotta get the hell out of town.

Life, the universe and four open air screens

And so I cleverly timed my great escape for that crucial moment when GNV is finally getting cool enough to stand living here.

And, hopefully, to be somewhere else when the ax finally falls on poor Billy.

Can’t remember whether this layover in Atlanta is gonna send me on to heaven or hell

And of course, no trip out of GNV is complete without first enduring a multi-hour layover in the Atlanta airport. This time due to a bunch of air controllers calling in sick to, um, sweeten the government shutdown.

Let the record show I endured it in stoic silence with nothing for sustinance except granola bars and bottled water.

Luxury accommodations and one stop shopping in Colchester, Vt.

Arriving in Burlington just after midnight we beat a hasty retreat to Colchester, Vt. We checked into the Starlight Inn right next door to a four-screened drive-in theater.

Because everything’s up to date in Colchester, Vt.

For the record, Julia Robert’s DID NOT sleep in the Julia Robert’s Room. But we felt quite safe due to the Zombie Assault Vehicle posted right outside.

I wanted to stay in the John Wayne Room, but some other lucky buckaroo got his brand on it first. Had to settle for the Julia Robert’s Room and hardly slept because the room was lousy with Pretty Woman vibes.

Autumn Leaves

Fun fact: Roger Williams composed Autumn Leaves in the Brad and Angelina Room after seeing the Rocky Horror Picture Show at the multi-plex drive-in.

And if you don’t believe me, ask AI like I did.

They are very artsy in Montreal

Arrived in Montreal’s open air market, on the Lachine Canal, just in time for lunch.

The place is lousy with art.

You lookin’ at me?

I mean art’s everywhere.

Two hundred years of graffiti

Not to mention graffiti.

They walk in very orderly fashion in Montreal

Fun fact: They speak a foreign language in Montreal that purports to be French.

I learned how to say “Eh!” In French.

(Ask AI if you want to know.)

A change of scenery

We arrived at our second night’s destination, Mont-Tremblant.

A picturesque ski resort that looks exactly like a picturesque Swiss village.

If Disney were to design a picturesque Swiss Village.

Rock art and a drop zone

We were quite disappointed to learn that there was no skiing on account of it not having actually snowed yet.

Signs of intelligent life in Mont-Tremblant

What to do? What to do?

They are very, um, accommodating in Ottawa

We pushed on early the next morning in our never-ending quest for bright lights, big cities…and directions to the nearest rest room.

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