I am doing laundry in a so
Reheat sad laundromat in Sault Ste Marie. It has no hot water, so I’m washing everything in a load of cold. By “everything” I mean everything washable except my shorts (which I haven’t worn yet) and one t-shirt. It’s near the locks, so I went down there to look around a bit while the machine ran. The whole locks system has been Homeland Securityed with ominous “you must submit to being searched” warnings at every entrance to the viewing platform and surrounding park (not that they’re actively doing that).
With the bridge and Ontario off the table, I’m going to leave Soo early and see if I can spend more time at the Falls this evening (not just tomorrow morning).
Sure glad you are finally getting clean clothes. With the North wind, we’ve noticed some odor.
Sounds like avoiding the line to Canada was smart–especially since you have inherited my lack of patience.
I’m really enjoying reading your posts. Keep them coming.
It wasn’t the line into Canada that stopped me (they still welcome visitors) but the line into the US. Between my father’s impatience, my mother’s fear of heights, and my own dislike for traffic, that would not have been fun.