No frills travel
Today was the return leg of our trek, so after a goodbye to my family and “Hola Blanca” we were out of the city (past the MURF-to-be site with its two metre soil cap and test wells). Before turning east, we stopped to buy pop and granola bars in a “NO Frills” grocery outlet in Whitby. Shopping carts for rent, pay for your bags at a nickel a throw, the currency checked to see that it wasn’t counterfeit; this was not my idea of the friendly neighbourhood grocer.
We returned to “Joey’s Only Seafood Restaurant” in Cornwall. Second time around was as good as the first, so it will be added to the permanent status list in the travel planner.
Back home after a very slow transit of the whole Island of Mount Royal and an hour in fog to the west of the Capitale.
