Day 4 started off where day 3 ended obviously, Swift Current Sask. We got some HUGE cups of really yummy french vanilla cappuccino and headed off for Lake Louise to see the lovely Alex. The drive went fairly smoothly for the most part. Nothing to exciting. We passed the border into Alberta and the fields got more and more hilly. We went through Calgary which was a nice cute city. Just before we hit Calgary we could see the foothills to the Rocky Mountains. For a while we kept stopping at every stop along the way because we were so excited to see the mountains. We got to Lake Louise and it was packed to the Max. It took us almost 20 minutes just to find a parking spot. As we walked down the hill we seen the Hotel, and let me tell you, it looked like a freaking castle. Very high class hoity toity. There were valets all dressed up, it felt like I walked into a different world. We went inside and went to the restaurant Alex worked at, it was closed but there was a guy playing piano outside, apparently Vince Vaughn ( Wedding Crashers ) played it once. We walked around for a little while. Went to the gift shop, but there were no good magnets, post cards, or key chains so we didn't get anything. Although there was a very expensive wine journal. Although I really couldn't see there ever being a time in my life when I would need it.
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| Every single time I point the camera at him, this is what he does. Whatta guy. |
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| Cute birdie atop a car in the parking lot at Lake Louise |
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| Piano playing guy |
We headed back to the village to get some lunch and gas. The restaurant sort of looked like it really wanted to be fine dining but really wasn't. Their bathroom was really gross but the food was okay. After eating, we forced ourselves back into the car and got back onto the 1. We had just gotten over the border (yay!) when we hit a road block due to a landslide and had to turn around, drive back to the other side of Lake Louise and take a detour into BC (boo). So we were feeling a little bit irked, but these things happen, and back we went. We were headed towards a town called Radium, which has hot springs, and Braden had wanted to stay there but before it was to far out of the way, so we thought hey why not. Again, we were wrong. We got stuck in a traffic jam build up not 15 minutes into our detour. A traffic jam that seemed to go on forever. An hour and a half, and barely 1km later we seen the hot springs, which really looked like a little pool much more crowded than any pool should ever be. 2 hours of traffic jam turned into 3 hours which turned into 4 hours and 5 km later until we finally hit Radium. Finally we thought. We thought wrong. The town was full. The only room left available was a 500 a night Egyptian themed room. Wonderful. It took us another 15 minutes to get onto the highway and we were on our way to Revelstoke. The road was pitch black and our gps told us we wouldn't be there till 1:30am. It was 11pm and we were both dead tired.
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| Literally 5km, 4 hours |
There is a place on the route called "Rogers Pass" that is tunnels through the sides of mountains. Braden was amazing and kept his eyes open and awake, I don't know how he did it. I literally had to slap myself to stay awake. We got to Revelstoke and we were stoked (haha)! Then we seen the construction that was right where the only pet friendly motel with an open room was available that we could find online. we couldn't get in. We decided to drive through the town just in case. Nothing. We decided to drive through once more. Just because we had no other options at 2am. We got lucky. We got a room, got the key and headed to it. It was on the opposite side of the motel complex. When we got to our door we couldn't get it open. So we went back to the main desk, where the attendant came back to our room with us, and after about 10 minutes of key jiggling she finally got it open. She left. We got Toby and Moto into the room, and got into bed. We thought this was goodnight, and because life really enjoys proving us wrong, yet again we were wrong.
After about 15 minutes we started smelling something really gross. We went through the usual " Was that you" "No was that you" and we thought Moto must have tooted. But the smell lasted longer than your average lingering fart, so we got up and pulled the covers down and turned the light on. To our undelightful surprise there was a big wet Toby turd on the floor. We cleaned it up, put Toby into the bathroom and got back into bed. The smell lingered. We thought we must have missed some. For once, we were right. We turned the lights back on and sure enough there was some beside the bed. Braden got up to clean it up, and I moved the blanket to help and KABAM. I found the true source of the stench. The blanket. Toby had pooped all over the blanket. How he did it without us noticing is beyond us. Now, please take into consideration that he had been stuck in the car for 4 straight days, his diet and routine completely thrown and he wasn't even 6 months old. We cleaned it up again, took the poopy blanket off the bed, let Toby out of the bathroom and went to sleep. This was only to be woken up a little while later by Toby moving around the bed, Braden kicking him off the bed and then the sound of Toby peeing. I really do love my animals, and don't get the impression that we treat them badly, because we really do not. We stop constantly for bathroom breaks and meal times, the stress was just to much for poor Toby. But I really was starting to feel like nutter butter. After another cleaning, we fell asleep for the night. We woke up to another pile of dog poop in the bathroom in the morning, which we cleaned up. And we were just happy that we were on our last day of our journey to Courtenay BC.
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