#Canadian #Motel Mornings.......... Part 1/2 ~ As I'm sipping my first coffee before work today, I look up at the sky and am immediately transported back to a thing I'll call Canadian motel mornings... bright and sunny... the odd unseen crow caw, a slight breeze, fairly cool for the early hour... and the random thumping of land yacht car doors and trunk lids and low-spoken words as early bird motel goers prepare to leave their temporary digs on Trans-Canada highway #summerroadtrips heading east and west... As you laid in your roadside motel bed, you'd hear those sounds out the window, very early, starting at about 6 a.m. My parents were two of those early birds... and as their Gravol-induced car sickness freaky child, I would fall out of bed and climb into my clothes, throw water on my face and stumble, zombie-like, out the door and into the back seat (which was practically as long as a bed in those '70s cars) where my Mom - possibly the most loving and caring human being ever to walk this earth - had made a bed for me with my child blankets and my pillow and my Mr. Professor homemade stuffed toy (I could do an entire novella on that wee purple knitted octopus!). Once all 'n' Thompson sundry had vacated our overnight abode, Mom would take a last look around the room to check for forgotten items (I do the same thing today. It's a female thing, I think). After Mom got into the car and shut the passanger door (it's fair to say car door sizes back then rival the entire size of some mini tin cans people call cars and drive today), Dad reversed out of the parking spot, and we were off, for yet another 9-12 hour road drive from hell heading west on our annual trek to visit my Mom's parents in Manitoba. Looking back, parents like mine didn't grab a fast coffee in a drive-thru 'cause that option didn't exist back then. They'd have to wait for their caffeine/tea fix (my Dad was extremely northern Irish, so tea it was) when we would stop for breakfast at a Shell Voyageur restaurant (they don't exist anymore, and I loved those restaurants with their cool paper placemats!) roughly 3 hours later. (at Trans Canada Highway) https://www.instagram.com/p/COLQLmyjB2H/?igshid=r0dgce4luqyb