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and back to the city

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Back to the city. We did some painting on the new deck at the cottage once the weather cleared up (we were painting bits under the railing which had stayed dry), had lunch, and departed.

Driving down the 400 is always a pain. The immense crowds that head to the cottage every long weekend in the Summer make for some unpleasant waiting as all three Southbound lanes are jammed up. We'd both been through it far too many times, so we decided to take an alternate route that heads south from Stayner (surely a finalist in the weirdest-town-name-in-Ontario competition).

We got in by mid-afternoon. I made some chili. And turned in early.

One happy bit of news about the rental car: it's possible that we just had a good vehicle, but the Chevy Malibu that we rented was the best rental I've driven in years. V6 engine, reasonably comfortable seats, decent handling. Infinitely better than the PT Cruiser, the Ford Faeces, or the Sunfire I've had in the last while.