At Last, At Last...
Well, it's been just over two weeks since I got back...so now it is finally time to write up my Vacation Post!! (considering it took 6 months to put up pictures of my tattoo, I feel like I am growing as a person here!)
We started out on Thursday morning, with a hearty piece of advice from liptonrm's dad to not live off of junk food the whole trip. Silly man, we also lived off Tim Horton's, as we were heading through Canada. It became a bit of a running joke that we kept eating at Tim Horton's because they were as plentiful as Wendys or Burger King here. (quite yummy too - shut up, liptonrm, I am not craving their sandwiches yet - okay, maybe a little!)
Thursday kind of sucked for driving, as we got stuck just outside of Toronto for about two hours, in standstill traffic. We were unaware that Friday was Canada Day - (ya'll just wanted a three day weekend too, eh?) - and so even though it was well after rush hour, it looked like everyone had gone home, dropped their briefcases, picked up their suitcases and were back on the road again for their holiday. This did however give me time to come up with a Dean/Cas time travel story that takes them back to the 1940's - (mostly I just want them to wear the clothes) - and being all they have there is each other...yeah, you can see where that is going.
I told you we would talk about Dean/Cas on our roadtrip.
Also, The BFF made a splendid music mix, which I call The Roadtrip Mix: Canadian Edition - because it starts with the perfectly selected, "Blame Canada". It also has this amazing song by Old Crow Medicine Show called Wagon Wheel that I have become quite obsessed with and the Bree Sharp version of Boys of Summer which has really grown on me and then lots of fast-pace-driving-with-the-top-down-esque music. Excellent mix.
On Friday, the driving went much better and we discussed important things like the X-Men Civil War and how Jon Stewart Will Save Us All. We also discovered that all public places in Canada have handicapped-door-opening-buttons on them and also that Canadians are really nice and rush to open the door for you. (It almost sounds like I like Canada!)
We arrived on Friday around dinner time and after I called my friend to say we had gotten there, he came up to the room. Slowly, all of the guests - (there were about ten) - filed into our room. I hadn't seen his sister since she was about 14 - (and all stick figure little girl following us around like we were the coolest kids ever, lol) - and now she is 24 and has boobs and is engaged and working a good job and everything. She came in the room and gave me a huge hug and I was so happy to see her. Then we had embarrassing conversations about how we met - (I was trying to make a movie and D answered an audition call and when the movie fell through, he just kept showing up at my house asking me if I wanted to hang out, lol) - and how we used to make mock-Jerry-Springer-episodes with my camera - (much to our horror, the little sister admitted to still having these on VHS tape) - and how once we were fucked out of our heads drinking fire whiskey - (still my favorite thing ever) - and we accidentally set the pant leg of our friend - (who was passed out at the time) - on fire.
Basically, we told stories about we were dumb-ass kids who are lucky to have come out as good as we did.
On Saturday, we got up and went across the street to eat at this cute little family place that was clearly run by Irish Hippies - (the best kind of hippies, if I do say so myself) - because all of the merchandise you could buy with their logo all had peace signs crossed with a shamrock and the store name, and said things like "Irish Peace and Love". Then we went downtown and sadly, most of the storefronts had steps going up into them, which I can't do, but we did go inside an old bookstore where I bought prezzies for the niece and nephew. Then we rode out to Ben & Jerry's - (originally from Vermont) - and looked around there for a bit. We didn't have time to go on the tour because we had to get back for the wedding, but we bought important things like Moose Droppings - (maple candy) - for my dad and a B&J shotglass for my sister.
I have decided to cut this into two parts, as you don't really need 1,500 words about my trip in one go, do you? Plus, I have fic to read now! Okay then.
Vacation Post - Part Deux: The Battle At Hogwarts.
We started out on Thursday morning, with a hearty piece of advice from liptonrm's dad to not live off of junk food the whole trip. Silly man, we also lived off Tim Horton's, as we were heading through Canada. It became a bit of a running joke that we kept eating at Tim Horton's because they were as plentiful as Wendys or Burger King here. (quite yummy too - shut up, liptonrm, I am not craving their sandwiches yet - okay, maybe a little!)
Thursday kind of sucked for driving, as we got stuck just outside of Toronto for about two hours, in standstill traffic. We were unaware that Friday was Canada Day - (ya'll just wanted a three day weekend too, eh?) - and so even though it was well after rush hour, it looked like everyone had gone home, dropped their briefcases, picked up their suitcases and were back on the road again for their holiday. This did however give me time to come up with a Dean/Cas time travel story that takes them back to the 1940's - (mostly I just want them to wear the clothes) - and being all they have there is each other...yeah, you can see where that is going.
I told you we would talk about Dean/Cas on our roadtrip.
Also, The BFF made a splendid music mix, which I call The Roadtrip Mix: Canadian Edition - because it starts with the perfectly selected, "Blame Canada". It also has this amazing song by Old Crow Medicine Show called Wagon Wheel that I have become quite obsessed with and the Bree Sharp version of Boys of Summer which has really grown on me and then lots of fast-pace-driving-with-the-top-down-esque music. Excellent mix.
On Friday, the driving went much better and we discussed important things like the X-Men Civil War and how Jon Stewart Will Save Us All. We also discovered that all public places in Canada have handicapped-door-opening-buttons on them and also that Canadians are really nice and rush to open the door for you. (It almost sounds like I like Canada!)
We arrived on Friday around dinner time and after I called my friend to say we had gotten there, he came up to the room. Slowly, all of the guests - (there were about ten) - filed into our room. I hadn't seen his sister since she was about 14 - (and all stick figure little girl following us around like we were the coolest kids ever, lol) - and now she is 24 and has boobs and is engaged and working a good job and everything. She came in the room and gave me a huge hug and I was so happy to see her. Then we had embarrassing conversations about how we met - (I was trying to make a movie and D answered an audition call and when the movie fell through, he just kept showing up at my house asking me if I wanted to hang out, lol) - and how we used to make mock-Jerry-Springer-episodes with my camera - (much to our horror, the little sister admitted to still having these on VHS tape) - and how once we were fucked out of our heads drinking fire whiskey - (still my favorite thing ever) - and we accidentally set the pant leg of our friend - (who was passed out at the time) - on fire.
Basically, we told stories about we were dumb-ass kids who are lucky to have come out as good as we did.
On Saturday, we got up and went across the street to eat at this cute little family place that was clearly run by Irish Hippies - (the best kind of hippies, if I do say so myself) - because all of the merchandise you could buy with their logo all had peace signs crossed with a shamrock and the store name, and said things like "Irish Peace and Love". Then we went downtown and sadly, most of the storefronts had steps going up into them, which I can't do, but we did go inside an old bookstore where I bought prezzies for the niece and nephew. Then we rode out to Ben & Jerry's - (originally from Vermont) - and looked around there for a bit. We didn't have time to go on the tour because we had to get back for the wedding, but we bought important things like Moose Droppings - (maple candy) - for my dad and a B&J shotglass for my sister.
I have decided to cut this into two parts, as you don't really need 1,500 words about my trip in one go, do you? Plus, I have fic to read now! Okay then.
Vacation Post - Part Deux: The Battle At Hogwarts.