To Gros Morne

We got up and out this morning for another long drive to Grose Morne National Park. We had a little bit of a fiasco with hornets in the cabin and packing up our stuff, but we managed to get underway at a relatively decent hour. I wasn’t feeling so well, so I didn’t manage to do much school work this day, but I did read some. The drive was really long, so we only stopped for lunch and pie at a little diner. We had booked a deluxe KOA cabin for the duration of our stay, but that was a little bit of a gong show. The main office wasn’t open when we got there and didn’t open for another hour since it had the most inconvenient hours of all time. We managed to find the map to our cabin after a little bit of a treasure hunt and then ended up staying in a different cabin than the one marked down, since 27, the one we were supposed to be in, was locked and 25 was not. We unpacked all our stuff and Isaac and I had to make out little cubbyhole bunkbeds. I had a shower in our little bathroom before we set out into the town of Rocky Harbour for supper. We went in to a little general store to check it out and ended up losing Dad, so that was some fun hide and seek. Then we went into a little restaurant called The Fisherman’s Landing. The service was quite slow but, coincidence of all coincidences, we ran into my grandparent’s neighbours in this little restaurant. We had a nice little chat

catching up, or at least the adults did, and then we sat down to wait some more for our food. We eventually ate and I finished my shrimp gratinée quite quickly so I ordered some partridgeberry pie, which is kind of like cranberry sauce pie and was delicious. When we made our way back to the campground, we found a rope across the entrance to said KOA, so Dad had to get out, take it down, Mum pulled it ahead and then Dad put the rope back up. Apparently it’s a crime to be out past, like, 8:00pm. Lame. Back at the cabin I started the hobbit and translated all the dwarvish runes in the front before curling into my little hole of a bed. Peace out m8s.

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