Canada 9

 

On to Quebec

 

From Montreal to Quebec by train,

A little snow, a little sun, fog and rain.

Settled into a castle on a high hill top.

The fun and adventures seem not to stop.

 

We took a tour which started outside.

We bought tickets for a toboggan ride.

We viewed the mountains and the river,

A beautiful gift from the ultimate Giver.

 

We toured inside the castle with a dapper man.

To tell us of its history was his plan.

We went to the ball room, now divided by three.

On the stairs, a wish, a kiss, and Karen kissed me.

 

We painted pictures for a lark.

I liked the one I did of the park.

We ate till our bellies were full.

For vacation, that’s a golden rule.

Canada 8

 

Montreal

 

Tall buildings, old and new

A lovely park with a view

A whole city under ground

Sis and I found our way around.

 

Walking to strengthen the heart

To a museum of modern art.

A pasta dinner along with jazz.

Some of the wonders Montreal has.

 

Iranians dancing in the street,

May their oppressors know defeat.

Some games of Splendor to settle in.

How does Judy always win?

 

Had a short sleep, but no pity.

Tomorrow a train to Quebec City.

Canada 7

 Train Ride

 

Chugging along on the train

Amidst fog, snow and rain.

And then a five-star hotel

Add dinner and all is well.

Only four days remain.

 

Malory told us her tale

Of hiking the Pacific Trail.

“I would love to do that,” I said,

“However, I might end up dead.”

At this stage, I’d surely fail.

Canada 6

 

Niagara Falls

 

Very dismal weather,

cold, foggy, a bit of rain.

Glad for my winter coat, gloves, hood.

Prof, our guide, very knowledgeable,

gave us some of Canada’s history,

of which I know precious little.

 

We snapped smiling pictures

in front of the Toronto sign,

and at a LOVE sign made of locks

in the red brick distillery region,

and ate pizza and shopped for souvenirs

at St. Lawrence Market.

 

We rode on our roomy bus

to the Niagara Falls.

We walked about

and found a good overlook,

one which Gordon Ramsey

and entourage didn’t block.

 

The three sets of falls,

shrouded in fog and mist,

still beautiful. More photos,

then a long ride back

and a nice dinner split

between us two sisters.

 

Tomorrow the train.

 

 

 

Canada 5

Arriving Toronto

 

The scenery from the airport

to downtown Toronto

looked like a black and white photo.

Rain painted everything in shades of gray.

The buildings tall.

The streets busy.

People everywhere.

It made me a bit dizzy.

After a long travel day,

with little food and little sleep,

I devoured my salmon dinner

and half of my sister’s beef.

Added ice cream on top of that.

I’m afraid our little tour group

thought, Wow that lady can eat!

Now it’s time to snuggle up

in this luxury hotel

and sleep,

and hope to be ready for a day of

exploration and adventure in Toronto. 

But don’t pronounce the second “t”.

Theory Poetic Asides, Canada 4

March 4^th

 

Today I will march forth

on my way to Canada.

“You’re going on a trip AGAIN!”

Yes, I have a theory:

when the travel bug has bitten

and is given opportunity,

it will do a happy dance

that makes you feel alive.

So travel away!

So I’ll travel away

to Canada today.

But first stop in Durango,

Sleep at the Super 8,

To avoid driving in the dark.

Canada 3

 One More Day

 

To see the blood moon,

I got up at four.

I would have preferred

To stay home and snore.

 

But I had to work

At the nature center,

With sixteen children

With Kathie a mentor.

 

And then home again,

Almost in a stupor,

Wanting to do nothing,

A real party pooper.

 

But I aim mentally

To get in gear,

As Sis and I head

For the second trip this year.

 

So we’re off to Canada.

Perhaps there will be snow.

Less than 24 hours,

We’ll be on the go.