The Falls of the Great

…and so it begins. Sayonara Calgary, see you in a year my old friend. We didn’t actually begin our journeys until around one o’clock this fine afternoon, as we had some slight packing to do this glorious morning. I use emphasis on slight. Compared to the rest of the time we spent emptying our ENTIRE HOUSE, it was definitely not all that much to do. Monday was a saddening time, as it was the last time I would see my friends from school until we return. Friday was just as saddening at my last day of gymnastics. But we are off and there is no turning back as the sinister saying goes. The first leg of our adventure is approximately five hours southward to Great Falls, Montana, where we will spend our first night, a mere pit stop on our way to Yellowstone National Park, our first “extended” stay. Five wonderful hours spent in the presence of a dog panicking in the seat next to me. Shout out to Zeus for making thunder happen, thanks bro. The storm was extremely cool however, complete with fork lightning and funnel clouds but Kizmet flipped. But it was, of course, simply driving, so besides those occurrences, the most exciting events were when I addressed envelopes to everyone in our address book, so we could mail off letters containing a detailed explanation of our trip and then when my earphones were ripped out by the car door. Since we were exiting Canada and thus entering the U.S.A, we had to go through border security where the man checking us through had the primary concern of what we were doing with a dog and whether we would be bringing said dog back with us. We, while mildly confused, answered in the affirmative and continues on our way. We arrived at our KOA around 8:30pm and it is a very nice campground, that, once being a field of nothing, is now complete with flowers and trees and such. There were even two charming men, who have ben at the campground for almost forty-five years, playing country western music in the breakfast area, using a guitar, a fiddle, a banjo and a mandolin who we were entertained by until they finished their show at ten. The audience of the show was joined by a curious little raccoon approximately halfway through the show, but he only graced us with his presence for less than half a minute. We then turned in for the night. Alas, our gigantic rig could not fit in the treed area, so we were directed to the barren wasteland of the recently added section, where we spent the night listening to the wind howl, blowing in another storm that would be gone by morning. This is a brief recap of our first day. I could write more, but I think I’m going to save my writing skills for the days of importance and excitement. Be prepared amigos. Peace out m8s.

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