From there we headed to drop antie and Caleb off at the airport. Now this might sound like a simple task, but you have to keep in mind that we are travelling in a 33 foot motorhome and the airport was Pearson international in Toronto. I might as well have been a elephant riding a unicycle while juggling running chainsaws with the looks I was getting. Just a note for anyone flying out of Toronto, the parking garages at #1 terminal are just under 8 feet tall. I challenge anyone to back up a motorhome out of a parking garage into three lanes of airport traffic on their 18th wedding anniversary and have it go smooth enough that high 5s were in order. After that adventure we got auntie and Caleb to their plane said our sad goodbyes and we headed off down the 401. A stop for fuel and ice cream, then on to meet back up with grandpa. Arrived at the reststop to a home cooked meal, ready to eat. Back on the road for a few hours to end the day in Brookvile Ontario at the walmart country club.
Now can any of you ladies think of a better way to spend a anniversary? Wet laundry to deal with, lost in Toronto, dinner in a truck stop, and a night in a walmart parking lot. Who says guys can't plan a romantic day.






















































