Day 9 – Wednesday August 18th 2010

Something happened. Along with all the time and zone changing…I seem to have lost an entire day or I got the date wrong yesterday as a side effect of motor home-hallucination. I guess, as they say in the Midwest, “I’ll tell you what….”


So today we drove from Lansing Michigan to Niagara Falls (Canada side) with three hitchhikers. Aunt Beth, Uncle Sean and this guy.

Sideways again...I know I know

As promised, we have a guest writer. Beeeeeeeeeeth Duncan! Come on out!

Star Date 2010. The captain has turned off the no smoking sign and we are free to move about the cabin. He has also cut the air conditioning to forced us to the water. The natives seem friendly but the captain seems guarded with multiple conflicting directions on how to deal with the natives. He seems to believe that the crew is naive and ended his evening with a hostile pontification about breaking and entering the motor home, women’s fashion know-how, and the poor quality of the day’s bread.

As reasonably expected the first mate skipper Linda “grandma” Giandomenico has kept a cool head, a calm sense of where the Canadian “ghettos” are and has continued to explore her tri-quarter “wrong-wrong” (tomtom)– a rogue navigation system. She appears to be continually lost while struggling with “wrong-wrong”.

While exploring planet Duncan located in Lansing MI, we experienced hostel life, new carpet, and tremendous muffins. One inhabitant of the Duncan crew 2010 was dropped off at the dog clinic. ( Brittany says - - odd, Beth and Sean’s child. Now I have been on the motor home for quite awhile but I am relatively certain kalona is a dog. Interesting genetics.)

We did four treacherous three-point-turns today with blind backing because of a broken rear back-up camera, several melt-downs remedied by keen communication skills ( Brittany: and the ever lingering question - - are we allowed to drink alcohol in the cab of the motor home while driving?) We met an angel, Christian, living at the Best Western at the falls who directed us to park and stay for just $3 - - you can’t beat that with a stick. The day culminated with a breathtaking walk to the falls of Niagara Canada. After Dark the safety belts of the RV came out with the captain’s failing eye-sight and an ever denied near turn into a ditch.

Focker out.

Okay I am taking over (Me Brittany) - - We walked to the falls at 1 am and they were amazing but what was more amazing was the fight that incurred with the RV’s kitchen table/bed vs. Grandpa/Beth/Sean/Grandma. I fell asleep standing in the doorway of the motor home avidly opposed to the conversion of the table into a bed because that just sounds ridiculous….the rest is a blur. Tomorrow I am determined to understand what it means when grandpa repeatedly says, “It’s all about the haves and the have-nots” - - not sure if it is being used in the wrong context but I am completely confused by this one.

Talk to you all tomorrow!

The new precaution at Niagara to prevent people from jumping/going by barrel down the falls: an ambiguous sign. Phew.