After scrubbing off some evidence of the insect massacre and enjoying our complimentary hotel breakfast (though not at the same time) the following morning, we got back on the road. The rest of Saskatchewan met us with familiar sights: fields of different shades of green and yellow, occasionally dotted with herds of ungulates. As we approached the provincial border, more hills and turns appeared in the road, with taller trees adding to the landscape.
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My road trip narrative starts from the day we left Calgary. Over the past 11 years of living in Canada, I’ve done the Alberta-British Columbia drive a few times with stops in different towns. But I’ve seen nothing between Calgary and Toronto, these 3000-something kilometers that house historical significance and years of Canadian heritage – not to mention my friends’ hometowns I know by name, but have never visited.
Our original plan was to head out at dawn to avoid the heat, since we were looking at six hours of driving without air conditioning. The flatness of eastern Alberta and Saskatchewan posed a problem: while we could avoid direct sunlight on a mountain road, this wasn’t an option in the prairies. So we hit the road at 11, expecting to make a stop halfway for gas and lunch if we were hungry.