FINALLY had a spare moment to come back and comment. I have a few other TR's I'm behind on as well.
ROUS's? I don't think they exist.
Won't be a whole heck
of a lot of writing
on this update.
The pictures kinda speak
for themselves.
D'oh! You weren't supposed to see that.
Just for that,
I'm going to write
at least a little bit.
Son of a...
Ruby had washed the car,
The wheels had water accumulated.
The temperature was right at
the freezing mark.
I think, possibly, the water in the
wheels may have frozen
causing the tires to be unbalanced.
Continued braking,
(to check the tires,
I did that 2-3 times)
may have heated them sufficiently
to have allowed the ice to melt.
Or the ice may have been shed
from wheels on their own.
My best guess.
And I could be wrong too.
But, if it was mechanical,
it's not likely to have fixed itself.
Ah, that makes sense. The problem magically going away was the part that was stumping me.
I was detained and forced
to pay for the muffin.
Really?
You don't provide free
muffins for Canadians?
This seems unjust.
Dang. Had a good joke here, but I think it's too political to post.
Don't we all?
I had originally thought of,
well... a small zoo.
But really, it's just
a couple's home and back yard.
A little weird, but whatever.
There was a gentleman
out front so I walked up to him
and asked if I was in the right spot.
He yelled at me, pulled out a gun
and told me to:
"Get off my d@#&%m property!"
As well he should have!
Let me just stop for a second
to say that Sherry was an amazing host.
She had set aside the entire day for us.
She never rushed us, encouraged us
to see or pet as many animals
as we wanted to
and made us feel at home.
Wow, it's like Disney-level customer service!
Once Kay was done petting
the Pacas, Sherry introduced us
to some Brush Tailed Bettongs,
a small marsupial from Australia,
and a pair of Red Rumped Agouti.
From my extensive research,
they are a type of... agouti.
Thanks, that really narrows it down. And, gesundheit.
When Kay was done exploring
the various critters in the room,
Sherry asked if we'd ever seen
an Emu egg.
Of course, neither one of us had.
Have you?
(Bonus points. Have you?)
Nope, can't say that I have.
The photo doesn't really
do it justice.
The thing sparkled.
It looked more like a large gem
than it did an egg.
It was pretty cool.
Whoa...that's cool! It's like a dragon egg! Or so I've heard.
But when I made that phone call,
she told me that not only
did they have capybaras,
but they also had...
A baby.
Three weeks old,
to be precise.
Kay: AGPTJWEPKAQRHARETJTJYJHJHHASPGJKAERPGJA
Kay sat there, holding
the baby capybara...
For over an hour.
Closer to an hour and a half.
He's so CUTE AND FLUFFY!
He was really friendly.
No.
I mean
really friendly.
Sherry warned us that he had...
an
affinity for dark coloured shoes.
Word of advice, Clark. If he does lay into you, it's best just to let him finish.
GET OFF MY LAWN!!!
"You can scratch him
behind the ears while he eats.
He likes that." Sherry said.
Don't we all? I mean, uh...asking for a friend.
This one male kept making
a laughing like noise.
Sherry explained that
was actually a warning call.
Even after we were petting them all
(and feeding them!)
it just kept laughing away.
Frankly, I was beginning
to think he was mocking me.
Probably was.
Well...yeah.
"Can you believe this guy? He wore dark shoes!"
We went back inside
and Kay held the baby
capybara...
for another hour.
Is one of the questions to guess Kay's favorite part? I think I can figure it out.
I know it's a rodent.
But... it's cute, isn't it?
Bonus points if you tell me
what you think.
One way or another.
Extremely cute! Maybe not "hold him for an hour-and-a-half" cute, but cute nonetheless.
Yes. I had heard correctly.
$10 per person.
I found that insanely cheap.
I mean.. we were there for three hours.
But they also run this little zoo
by themselves...
I suspect the revenue isn't
the greatest.
I gave her more.
Well worth it.
Definitely an excellent value for the dollar. I can't imagine caring for all of those animals is cheap.
And that was our Capybara experience!
Making the daughter happy...priceless.
1. We stop for a snack.
Tuna salad, egg salad or chicken salad sandwich?
(throwing dart at the wall) Egg salad.
Unless you had to make chicken s--- into chicken salad.
2. What do we do next?
Rafting, horseback riding, ATV ride?
Horseback riding.
3. There are only a few people
on that activity (not including guide).
How many?
4, 6 or 8?
4.
4. What does Kay purchase
in the inevitable gift shop?
Rocks, postcards, fridge magnet?
Postcards.
5. What tourist trap do we stop at?
Hint: Consider where we are.
I'll go with the Mystery Castle.
6. How long are we there?
10-20 minutes,
30-45 minutes,
60-90 minutes?
That looks like a 10-20 minute stop. "Ok, there it is!"
7. We go to a Harley store.
What do I get?
Nothing, poker chip, chip and T-shirt?
We'll go with the ol' reliable poker chip.
8. What do we have for dinner?
Mexican, pizza, burgers?
When it Arizona...Mexican.
9. What classic arcade game
does Kay challenge me to?
Pac Man?
10. We return the rental car.
What do I forget to do first?
Fill it up with gas.
Bonus: Did you see it?
PM your guess.
Posting will result in deductions.
PM forthcoming.
I made the grits according
to the directions received.
I did use 35% cream and butter.
Were these magic grits? Did the laws of physics cease to apply on your stove?
She ate everything else.
Then she took a forkful.
Then she put the fork down.
She picked it back up.
Put it back down.
Picked it up again...
Brought it half way to her mouth...
And threw her fork down.
"I can't! I can't! I can't do it!"
Again it got about halfway
between plate and mouth.
There it hovered for a few
fateful seconds...
And again she threw her fork down.
"It's the texture! I can't do it."
And thus endeth the saga
of the Winnipeg grits.
Something tells me I would have a similar reaction to escargot.