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They did a shopping excursion to Winnipeg and Barb had so much fun doing the consumer thing. It was there where she finally got some postcards. She was so late with her postcards that she beat them back to Australia.
Bec and Gord took Barb to the annual Folk Festival. This event went into the late twilight of the Canadian Summer (towards 11pm). Later they took her to the Mennonite Heritage Village. They had the most delicious homely and tasty meals there surrounded by families enjoying the time too. The old buildings and barns gave a lot of insight into times past, but also insight too about the wholesome pace of life and how it was occupied. Barb longed for more of that sense of not being so hurried. Maybe there is a way of achieving that. The village flour is ground by the onsite windmill, and the bread tasted delicious. That night they had a lovely bike ride with Piper and Jasper in the chariot on the back of Gord's bike. They toured the town on a beautiful mild balmy evening.

Gord's parents introduced Barb to their neighbours who raise and sell miniature horses. The couple who breed the horses love Piper and think she is four going on twenty-four. Piper loves them too and loves the little horses. They suit her size and she got to have a ride on one. Gord said that going to these horses may have just increased their financial outlay for Piper!
To conclude Barb's time in Manitoba, they stayed in Winnipeg for two nights at a nice hotel. While there they visited the Winnipeg zoo and generally had a relaxing time. Barb took Jasper on early morning walks to a nearby cafe to give Bec a bit of a sleep-in. Jasper loved these walks with Barb and would even be first to the door after hearing the suggestion. He was a hit at the early morning cafe.
Barb then flew back to Edmonton and spent quality time with Chris, Kym, Michelle and Melissa in the hours before her flight through to Vancouver and on to Australia. They took her to a Chinese restaurant and then to Wal-Mart and a few other places to help Barb find a few last minute things to take back. That little "window" with the Alberta family was a blessing and she felt so cared for.
So after three and a half weeks gallivanting in Canada, Barb arrived back in Melbourne, via Sydney. Melbourne weather organised a chilly reception, to which she responded by layering herself with her recently purchased Canadian woollies, beanie, scarf and mittens. She was ready for a blizzard if there was one. It had been a trip well spent – a God event.

Bec and Gord took Barb to the annual Folk Festival. This event went into the late twilight of the Canadian Summer (towards 11pm). Later they took her to the Mennonite Heritage Village. They had the most delicious homely and tasty meals there surrounded by families enjoying the time too. The old buildings and barns gave a lot of insight into times past, but also insight too about the wholesome pace of life and how it was occupied. Barb longed for more of that sense of not being so hurried. Maybe there is a way of achieving that. The village flour is ground by the onsite windmill, and the bread tasted delicious. That night they had a lovely bike ride with Piper and Jasper in the chariot on the back of Gord's bike. They toured the town on a beautiful mild balmy evening.



Barb then flew back to Edmonton and spent quality time with Chris, Kym, Michelle and Melissa in the hours before her flight through to Vancouver and on to Australia. They took her to a Chinese restaurant and then to Wal-Mart and a few other places to help Barb find a few last minute things to take back. That little "window" with the Alberta family was a blessing and she felt so cared for.
So after three and a half weeks gallivanting in Canada, Barb arrived back in Melbourne, via Sydney. Melbourne weather organised a chilly reception, to which she responded by layering herself with her recently purchased Canadian woollies, beanie, scarf and mittens. She was ready for a blizzard if there was one. It had been a trip well spent – a God event.

1 comment:
That's a great comprehensive post, Dad! Really glad Mum had such a good time... I'm missing her...
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