Hello Sault Ste. Marie, ON Canada!

The past couple weeks have been crazy busy with work, packing for my road trip, packing for college, and and getting a care package ready for one of my very good friends on tour for the U.S. country. While trying to find time to spend with family and friends. This life seems to be passing me by at times, but what can a girl do? Quit her second job, so she has a life? That sounds to simple.

Anyways, yesterday I was making chocolate chip cookies for mine and Lissy's trip and I realized halfway into making them that I didn't need to set some aside for my Grandfather. This was the first time since he had passed that I had made cookies, and it shocked me to realize the fact that he was gone. Most of the time, I feel like he is still alive and that I just haven't visited him in a long time, but then when I grab my keys ready to see him, I find myself just standing there feeling stupid.

Lissy and I finally took off on our road trip today,

(this was a picture I took really early in our drive, this was our omen, showing us that this trip was going to be for a lifetime)

 and we drove 10 hours and thirty minutes to get here. The time flew by fast until we got four hours to our destination a.k.a. Sault Ste. Marie ON, Canada.

By the time we got here, we were so worn out and hungry that we immediately searched for a restaurant. The B&B we are staying at was very easy to get to as well as super adorable.

I would most certainly come back to the Brockwell Chambers again. It is so cute and the people are so friendly.

Camping and the Adventures That Come With It.

My sister and I got off of work on friday later in the day, and my eldest sister and my parents were already at the campsite. We were meeting them up there with my sister's husband who got the directions from my mother. This campsite was one that we haven't been to, but since the government was shut down, we had to find a national campground instead of a state one.
We got confused after a little while about the directions that my mom gave S. We called them up and were told to go past tons of campgrounds that aren't ours. Then to turn left at that God Damn Bar (which turns out it was that Gosh Dam Place).

Then to turn left on Eagle's Nest road, where there is a sign that say "Cut Foot Experimental Forest". Which made my sister convinced that they are making new types of pot such as strawberry flavored pot.

The dirt road to get there was the longest couple miles I have ever rode it feels like.

But when we got there, it was well worth it. We found an abandoned fawn that let us pet him. So we ended up calling him Fanny.

Just so everyone knows, you should never pet a wild animal and that we are very stupid for doing that, and that you should not follow us in this folly.

But he was pretty cute. Even if we thought for a long time that is was a girl.

It was the night games that make this camping trip amazing though. On both nights, we played Screw your neighbor (a.k.a. fuck your neighbor) which is a great card game. Anyways I was sitting next to my eldest sister with her on my right and my mom on my left. We all have three quarters and each time you lose, you have to put a quarter in the pile. Let's just say that I got her out of all her quarters within the first three rounds both games. She hated it, but then each time I knew she was screwed, I would laugh my butt off. It was in between games that she asked my mom to switch seats with me but somehow I ended right back where I was. It was quite funny.

Then the next night, my middle sister kept us entertained by re-enacting her favorite SNL skits.

Sunday, we went on a little adventure to the Lost 40. It was super cool to see how big those tress have gotten.

I even hugged quite a bit of trees and felt quite small in comparison.

This was a smaller one compared to some others.

I even found tons of blueberries by the edge of the trail as well.

On our way back to the campsite, we found that we were almost out of gas, and had to find a town that hopefully had a gas station open since it was Sunday. We went to a road that said "Low Maintenance, Drive at Your Own Risk." Of course the boys and my father said "We can make it!" while my mom and I were saying no, let's turn back and go another way. That was when the gas light turned on. Luckily the town was only three miles away and C said that a car can go thirty miles with the gas light on.  So when we got to the town, we happily cheered when we saw a gas station that was open. We weren't on pins and needles hoping we could get there before the truck stopped anymore. It was quite a happy ending.