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Prairie 360 restaurant |
The trip got off to a great start after arriving via Curtis Shuttle Service (highly recommended) at Hartford airport. Incredibly, we got TSA Prechk which meant a special line where you did not have to take off your shoes, belt, open your computer, or swear allegiance to anything. All went quickly and well. Well, until they found two knives in my carry-on. Off came the shoes. Then the frisk, nothing too personal, however. But that probably was going to happen anyways because of my bionic knee. Surprisingly, no one panicked, airport wasn’t shut down, and the knives I lost were cheap. But I doubt they’ll put me in that line again! Linda filed that one away, for sure!
Rest of the flights were uneventful and we landed in Winnipeg at noon CST where the temperature was a balmy +28F - we were overdressed! Starman (aka Roger who does the aurora courses at CNSC) kindly picked us up and took us to the Fort Garry. Then he turned around, drove back an hour to pick up his wife, and brought her in to have dinner with us at the revolving restaurant Prairie 360.
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Elk steak |
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Fort Garry from above at Prairie 360 |
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warming hut of pool noodles |
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Hot chocolate at restaurant on ice |
Started talking to a sales girl inside one of The Fork’s businesses and, lo and behold, we both knew the same person from Churchill, Jessica, who had been one of The Girls With Guns during our polar bear trip. Small world. Linda went back the hotel shortly after that and I went and had all my hair cut off at Urbanitehair.
That night (Saturday) went out to our favorite Thai restaurant, Thadia’s on Donald Street - the one you can walk to from the Garry without freezing - and had a great ginger stir-fry and stuffed chicken wings. They did not skimp on the ginger! It was so good we got a takeout order which, as I write this, the train staff is warming up for us in the microwave for Sunday night’s dinner.
Sunday breakfast at the Fort Garry was wonderful again - waffles, eggs Benedict, fresh fruits, pastries, peameal bacon, the list goes on. And our great server made us up a bag of snacks for the train. And the Garry's lounge/dining room is quite spectacular, too.
Now the sad tale of the train. What with the cold setting back in on Sunday and blowing snow causing near whiteout conditions we were delayed 4 hours. Then came the frozen switches and snow drifts on the tracks. Consequently all our well laid plans of stopping in Thompson to do some last minute shopping and get some food have disappeared like a ptarmigan into a snowbank. Sunday night was no problem as we had the ginger stir-fry but after that all I could think about was food, food, food. It’s not like we are starving as we have a box of Ritz, fruit, some nuts and more, and the train does serve microwave meals of a sort but I had my stomach set on that deli in Thompson. Everything else is going well, though. Linda and I have the sleeper area and bathrooms/shower all to ourselves so we left our two beds down during the day for napping and still had two comfortable seats. But I’m still thinking about that A&W drive-in back in The Pas which is open 24 hours but was too far away in the purported -40F for the time we stopped there. Food, wonderful food….May I have some more, Sir?
Looking out the train window Saturday we saw a traffic jam on Canadian Rt 1, the main highway running across Canada, and heard that it was shut down due to the blowing snow. Even our train had to contend with it has it plowed it’s way with noticeable oomph's through snowbanks on the tracks. Made us feel a little better that we weren't driving.
The cribbage gods were not kind to me as I lost three games to Laura the Cook by a total of about 12 points after she had me explain the rules to her again. Was I snookered? Can’t wait to start playing with Roger again and get back on the winning track. Or Hughie.
The weather cleared during the night and the stars were out as we lurched along. It was a long dawn before we actually saw the sun sometime before 0900.
Ok, I have to wrap this ramble up and get on to our stay and adventures in Churchill. But first a little foreshadowing: Mennonites that we met on the train, waking to a tundra-like environment Tuesday morning on the train which meant we were getting close to Churchill... no mas!
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