13 hours, 4 cities, 2 trips, 123 photographs, 6 continents (made of corn), 1 pair of dirty pants, 68.6 + 102.6 = 171.2 kilometres. In the first trip, I suddenly decided to go to Elora Gorge to see what exactly does the “post peak” condition look like for the “fall colours” (as described on the weather network website). I was utterly disappointed to find that most of the “colours” had fallen off the trees, leaving only the green ones to see, and coloured ones to stomp on. So that wasn’t really good…but at least I got some exercise out of it, I guess. In the second trip, the felloship went to Ontario Maze. It wasn’t too bad, actually, despite all the random rain and mud. The best thing about the trip was spending time with Kevin & Ray. Ray was constantly complaining that we didn’t go through enough deadends, and Kevin was making strange noises. The mini-golf was ok, I guess, I’m not a fan of that, certainly. The roads leading up to the maze were unpaved gravel road, so that made for some “interesting” driving… Kevin was the navigator for the car, and on the way back, we became unwilling volunteers that lead the rest of the cars back to Waterloo. The funniest thing about that is that when I made a wrong turn, everyone turned with me, and eventually I had to do a U-turn on a T-shaped road, and everybody followed that as well, making quite a hilarious scene in the middle of the night. So anyway, those were the adventures of the day.
I’ve been in a pretty foul mood recently, actually…don’t know why exactly.
Something’s wrong with my eyes.