We broke-in the car this past weekend, first with a run-o-the-mill trip down to Red Deer land to visit and play, and then on Monday out west for a working trip to Jasper. We got back early in the evening, yesterday, passing through at least thirty-seven distinct climate zones on the four-hundred kilometer stretch from there to here.
One minor clarification: I was working, attending meetings at the Jasper Park Lodge, eating well, listening to speakers, and otherwise being paid to be reasonably productive. Karin, on the other hand, was relaxing by sleeping in, driving the new car into town, shopping, resting, eating bagels and drinking tea, and playing sodoku on the laptop whilst sitting in the Great Hall of the lodge-proper.
Some highlights, and of course photographs, of the trip:
:: Our first, reasonably stable, snow experience of the season. Chilly air, and the classic Fairmont lodge done up nicely for the holidays.
:: Carusso’s Steak House. Lamb chops. Prime rib. Free bread. And an award winning seat overlooking the traffic light.
:: That lonely wolf running across the white golf course.
:: Arriving and checking in. Finding the room. Unpacking. Eventually finding the right room at the hotel. Repacking, moving, and unpacking. Again. In that order.
:: Polenta, etc. Sweet potatos. Endless beverages. That glace with the white chocolate shell that might have been a little too thick and too cold. And, of course, warm cranberry bread pudding with almond glaze.