New Years Eve

Today we traveled from one part of Canada to another, for a hockey tournament. We followed our GPS down country roads to the address, through cranberry and blueberry fields, past multiple signs that read, ‘Respect Slow Moving Vehicles’ with a picture of a tractor on them. At the end of one of those roads, like a mirage gone awry, we beheld a complex with a water park! Hotel! Multi-ice rink complex! Chain restaurants! Multiplex movie theatre! Only in Canada would you find this, I think.

We’re settled in our room now; Cal’s hockey is done for the day. We’ve ordered in for Chinese food. Abbott and Cal are playing shinny in the hallway while Alexi and his father watch the World Junior Hockey Championship between the USA and Canada on television. We’re drinking expensive champagne in the hotel's plastic shrink wrapped Solo cups. In a couple of hours, the boys will be asleep with Robert, my father in law, who is still on east coast time. Alexi and I will walk across the parking lot of this complex and catch a movie, and be thankful for it all.

Best wishes on this last night of the year to you and yours, for all that is to come.