Samstag, 18. August 2007

Weekend

45min away from the weekend and tomorrow morning I'll be leaving for another weekend trip. Camping! W000T!

Donnerstag, 16. August 2007

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I have to tell you another episode of the road trip: Most of the time Per was driving but I was the second driver. (Of the other two Kinga has a driving licence but hasn't driven in years and claims he practically can't drive at all; and Sarah does drive all the time but is not used to standard - you know cars here are usually automatic.)

Anyway, so three hours out of Edmonton I decided I could switch with Per before he (or me) is getting too tired. So I entered the highway, hit the gas pedal and when speeding up I thought: "Gee, that feels a bit unfamiliar, it's really been a while since the last time I've driven." And then, when the needle indicated almost 110, I suddenly hesitated and asked. "Ehm... Per... the large numbers on the speedometer are actually miles?" He laughed. "Yes of course they are." (He bought his car in the US which, unlike Canada, measure mainly in miles.)

PS: One mile is 1.6 kilometres, therefore, what I thought were 110km/h were in fact about 175km/h. I'm not sure I've ever driven at that speed before.

Mittwoch, 15. August 2007

Southern Alberta

Here some pictures of day one of the road trip:

On the road to the south, an old house in Fort Macleod
house
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Our stop for the night, Lethbridge, a city of about 70,000 people, which once used to be Fort Whoop-Up, the most notorious alcohol trading post in the whole wild west.
Lethbridge
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The Highlevel Bridge, built in 1908/09 for the Canadian Pacific Railway is the largest of its kind worldwide. Hidden in Lethbridge, Alberta, who would have thought that?
Bridge
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Valley view from the Highlevel Bridge:
Landscape
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No - that's not Mexico, that's at the Highlevel Bridge too. I've heard before that there are Cactuses in Southern Alberta, but really seeing one in the grass and knowing that in a couple of months it will be snow and ice and minus 20 degrees - that was funny!
Cactus

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