OKAY. So, where was I. Oh, right. We get the campfire going, and cram ourselves under Lindsey's giant Ikea umbrella because, although we have beer, warm clothes, and s'mores, we neglected to pack any sort of rain gear, which means all of our warm clothes are getting rather wet. During the ten minute breaks from rain that periodically occur, we manage to cook some Jiffy Pop popcorn on the fire and get ready for bed. At 10, when we finally climb into our tent, it can now officially be considered a DOWNPOUR. After about an hour of Lindsey frantically whispering "WHAT'S THAT?!?" every time she sees a light or hears footsteps (it's a bear with a flashlight of course, Lins. Duh.) I decide to take up watch at the front of the tent, peering out at the campsite through the flap in the tent door. Armed with bear spray, I figure we'll be quite safe. After about five minutes of this, I get bored and go to sleep. Fast forward to:
Monday, 8:00 a.m: When we wake up we discover two things. One: that our sleeping bags and tent are DRENCHED from the rain during the night, and Two: Due to the fact that we were IN our sleeping bags, our only dry clothes are now also drenched, which, by the way, is not going to change because it is STILL raining. So, we did what any city girls in that situation would do: We packed up all the wet camping shit in a big messy pile, threw it in the trunk, got our money for the second night back and went to the Miette hotsprings to soak our aching muscles. This actually worked rather well until Lindsey fell down the stairs on our way back to the car. But, we had Dragostea Din Tei to listen to on the way back, which became our theme song. (Romanian techno is wonderful). It also kept us entertained at our campsite, when we decided to warm up in the car and all climbed in to drink beer and listen to our song, with our campsite neighbours looking rather confused as to why we were sitting in a parked car with the windows fogged up with not English techno music pumping. I think they were just jealous. ANYWAY, I digress.
The rest of the week in Edmonton kicked some ass. We rented some movies, went to some bars, I had ice cream from Marble Slab which is AMAZING. Go there next time you're in Edmonton. I also became addicted to playing Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban on X-Box, but that's a whole other story. Eventually, it was Friday and time to head off to the airport for the next leg of my trip which I will I get to next time.
