Okay so I lied, the last post said the next post would be about the B&B and what we are doing, but I still have to tell you about the trip home, so I promise the next post will be the beginnings of the B&B coming together.
Well after being in Cambridge 10 days and accomplishing 95% of everything that we needed to get done, it was time to go home. Poor Alex (okay Amer-Canuck Ladies, insert commentary here) was battling the weather in Nova Scotia. It wasn’t as cold as it was in Ontario however in Ontario we have central heating with gas. In Nova Scotia, in our new home we have something a little different. We use oil to heat our water which circulates through our home through radiators. It is a wonderfully nice heat and does keep the house toasty warm. That being said, oil in Nova Scotia is through the roof expensive so we are trying to use our wood doctor (makeshift one, not the name brand) to do the exact same thing. This year our house was never more than 12 degrees all winter long. Getting to Ontario and sitting in 23 degree weather in the house, was like being on vacation. So when I say poor Alex I mean it. He was battling the wood stove and desperately trying to keep the pipes from freezing. And with the winter that we had this year in Nova Scotia, it was a cold tough tough cold winter. So much so that the supply of firewood, dry firewood and green firewood all but disappeared. Suffice it to say, it was time to go home.
The adventure to Ontario was done by plane, so the adventure/trek home could have been done by plane or I could take the scenic route and go by train. Well train it is. The trek started with the Go-Train, up at 4:30 in the morning to catch the 5:50am train. Luckily Ricky is used to getting up this early to take care of her client, she’s a PSW and I don’t know how she does it but she does, good for her, cause I would never be able to do that. Anyways, off we went to catch the Go Train in Kitchener. And wouldn’t it just happen that the train is late and its freaking cold too. So after 30 minutes of waiting for the train, it finally arrives and I schlep my luggage onto the wheelchair car. Its the only car with a ramp and your able to sit with your luggage. With the trains being so crowded this was the only car that would work (not that I had to worry about a seat on the first stop and at 5:50 am), it was also easy to tell Priya where to find me. See she’s on the same train, and although my connection with her didn’t work on the way to Cambridge it was going to work on the way home.
While I was waiting for the train I spoke with this young man (I say young man cause I know how old he is but when I first laid eyes on him, it was hottie) about the train, to make sure I was where I was supposed to be. We struck up a conversation and I found out he was on his way to Queens. I assumed he was going back to Queens, which was cool… University man, hubba hubba. About 6 feet tall, broad shoulders, so polite.. wow, if I had a daughter I would set her up. Kind of felt a little cougarish for a few minutes but we were just chatting. I admit he was handsome but I guess its because I don’t have any kids that age and because I’m not “married” that I felt a little courgarish talking to him. I know its wrong to feel like that but I did. Anywho, it turns out he wasn’t going back, he was going to visit his girlfriend. I find this out cause I asked what he was taking in University, “who me, I’m not in University, I’m in grade 12″… lol.. the look on my face must have been priceless cause the poor kid say “yeah I get mistaken for being older all the time”. I tell him, yes its because you do look older, but its mostly because you are very mature and very articulate and polite. “I would never have guessed you were in high school”. We then laugh and joke about how easy it is for him to get served in bars. So he joins me on the wheelchair car too.
So there’s me and this young man on the wheelchair car and a few others and the people on the train are very chatty and so is the conductor (who is good looking by the way, just saying). I get a flashback to my time taking the Go from Toronto to Streetsville on the Milton line. We used to sit on the wheelchair car and everyone was so chatty. They even made a very short lived Canadian TV Show about it called Train 48. I joined that car a few times and met some interesting people. This is what this Go-Train car reminded me of. They were chatting and well me and the kid joined in. The next stop we arrive at (yeah I don’t remember and to google it seems wrong) this kid jumps on board. Expensive winter jacket, expensive boots, expensive backpack and full of life. So he stands in front of the door operator/conductor (as I like to call him) and says would you like to hear a story. Well of course I over hear this and since we are all talking I say “young man tell it to the crowd not just to one”… so he does. He starts off by I have a story for you “I was born in a very religious family”, oh oh this isn’t starting off too well, I’m thinking this is going to be a “convert” speech. But the kid goes on to say that I’m following my dream and I live in the here and now. He doesn’t look to the future cause he’s living now and going where the road takes him. He’s not afraid to try anything as long as he’s happy, blah blah blah… To be honest I truly believe everything the kid said. I do believe that you need to live for you, that you need to love what you are doing, that you shouldn’t be afraid to break free, but honestly this coming from a 19 year old whose daddy is paying for everything, well he lost a lot of credibility. The people on my car (still the original 7 of us) started (in a very nice way) giving him a hard time. So much so, cause he couldn’t answer their questions that he sat down away from us until he got to his stop. Its great to believe in something but you need to know why you believe in it and be able to talk to it. Once he got off the train, I stated that I believed in what he was talking about, but at the age of 19 you kinda had to pay your dues, you know get a job, pay a mortgage, have responsibility then you could do what he was talking about. I actually told them that I quit my corporate life after 20 some odd years and packed up and moved to Nova Scotia to open a B&B, they were very impressed and wished me well. They also said they wished they had the courage to do that.
As this kid is giving his spiel I start really looking at the people in the car and there is this Asian man who looks so damn familiar. I know I’ve seen him somewhere before. I can’t seem to place him though. Was it at Soroc? no, IFDS, definitely not then it must have been TD. He keeps looking at me as if I seem familiar to him too but of course neither of us say anything. Then he mentions how he used to drive into Milton to catch the train and I jump up and say, you took the Milton Go-Train line didn’t you. That’s where I know you from. Lo and Behold the guy was from the same party car that I mentioned earlier… now that’s a coincidence or what. We caught up a little on the people that we used to know and where they are now, it was nice strolling down memory lane. See I knew I recognized him from somewhere.. lol
Well after that we just kept chugging along the stops, its a long ride from Kitchener, we get to Brampton and I’m expecting Priya, but she doesn’t come on. Oh no did we get our wires crossed. So the next step is in Brampton also, and I’m looking looking can’t see her, but then I here a “Lorie”, there she is… boy it was nice seeing Priya. Then we get to the next stop and Nick M. from IFDS (another cutie) hopes the same car but at the other end. So I call out to him and he’s stunned to see me, but of course I’m in Nova Scotia not on the go-train.. lol
Well Priya and I chatted the rest of the way to Toronto then we went for a quick breakfast before I had to catch my train and she needed to go back to work. It was nice chatting with her and catching up. I miss this woman. I hope they are treating her right at IFDS she is a pretty smart cookie and I hope they aren’t dumb enough to lose her.
This is me and Priya…
Well after Priya went off to work I moseyed over to the first class lounge at Via to wait for my train ride home. Yes I went business class, cause why not, gotta go in style sometime in your life. They converted the old restaurant that was there into the lounge, you need to check in (so they know you belong, no riff raff lol) and they have free drinks and coffee. No Snacks though.. so I snagged an apple and orange juice cause it was going to be a long ride home.
This train left at 11ish and by 11:30 am I had my coke and rye (it was noon somewhere so zip it)
At 12:45pm a lovely lemon scented warm towel was delivered, in which I partook of the face and hand washing custom prior to lunch being served. And for lunch at around 1:15pm
OH YUMMO, lentil salad, 3 huge slices of goat cheese and roasted vegetables, holy makka it was yummy. Didn’t eat the salad but used the balsamic/oil dressing to dunk the bread in (so european of me). And with lunch some lovely white wine, fudge, and biscotti.
I kept trying to take pictures across the aisle but couldn’t make it work and I think the french guy thought I was trying to get pics of him, so I just watched my movies and played Candy Crush and watched the scenery and chatted with the guy beside me all the way from Toronto to Montreal.
Once we arrive in Montreal, I grab my bags and head over to McDonalds for something to eat. Its now about 6:30 and I’m hungry and I know that I’ll be in my sleeper car all night and all day tomorrow so I’d best eat something now.
The one thing I didn’t know was that because I was in a sleeper car, this was still consider first class, so I got to go into the first class lounge in Montreal too. Not as big as Toronto, but nicer chairs than sitting out with the riff raff (lol).
Once the train was ready to board I grabbed my luggage and went looking for the Hogwarts train. lol. Its exactly what it felt like. So I get into my little sleeper car, it was so cute. The first thing I do is look for a plug and I’m almost in tears cause I cant find one, but then I find it in the bathroom and I’m happy again. No plug means no Movies and No phone… so yeah I was a little panicked. 🙂
Once I sat down on the bench, I noticed there were two plugs there so I moved the electronics from the bathroom into the living car.. lol I took some pictures…
I brought some snacks too… the green bottle is Panana Jacks’s… oh my this was really really good, I also snagged two apples from Montreal First Class lounge and there’s the apple and orange juice and the silver packages are sandwiches (veal sandwiches) that I brought from the Portuguese store in Cambridge, or rather Ricky did. This was going to be my food all day tomorrow, that and a little be of chocolate.
And here’s me and Chuck, told you he travelled in style.
I took some video too. The car was really really really small, not sure how two people are supposed to sit here all comfy like but for one is good.
So I sat in the sleeper car, watched movies and looked out the window, there were some pretty spots when I could see. Remember I was now travelling at night so not a lot to see. We left Montreal around 8pm but weren’t arriving in Truro until 5pm, so I’m not sure where we stopped overnight but we did stop, I remember waking up a few times (more than a few) and we weren’t moving. The reason I kept waking up, well I can’t sleep on hard beds and this mattress was like a rock. It was a horrid night for sleeping but it was a great experience. Would I ever travel in a sleeper car again, not without my air mattress. lol
I woke up at 6am to try and take some pictures of the sunrise, this is what I got and yes were were stopped.
Not a lot of sleep but hey I could sleep when I got home. The next day I woke to apples and orange juice and a sandwich and took lots of pics and watch lots of TV.
It was a great trip, but I couldn’t stay cooped up in the cabin all day, so I started venturing out. I walked to the end of the train to the observation car, it was really cool, but there were some very noisy rugrats there and I couldn’t stay there very long. But I got some pics and sat downstairs and once they left then I went back up and really enjoyed the trip.
Well that’s basically the end of my trip home… I spent the rest of the time watching movies and the scenery but not much else. It was a very very very long ride and although I’m glad I did it, I doubt I’d ever do it again.
So that’s it… Til next time and yes this time its the first part of the B&B and how things are coming together.