Highway Seven
by Jackson
This is my Canada.
I just got home from a short trip to Toronto. It was a whirlwind few days. I filled up on good cheap food, caught up with old friends, and made a few new friends too. I even picked up a half day of work (thanks Rémi). I ran out of time, and didn’t get to see everyone I wanted to see. Guess I’ll just have to go back!
I love being in transit. As a kid, I spent countless hours riding to Cape Breton and back every summer in the back seat of my family’s old white Toyota. I’ve always been excited by going somewhere. There is something freeing about being on the highway. I’ve been lucky to have seen a great deal of Canada. For me, the real heart and meaning of our country is not in the city but out in the beautiful and quiet middle of nowhere. We live in an enormous country. Traveling and sustaining connections and relationships across great distances is an integral part of being Canadian. When I’m out on the road, I feel at home.
I took this photo on Highway 7, on the way to Toronto, just before the bus stop at the Log Cabin Restaurant near Tweed, Ontario.
Did you buy a $12 egg salad sandwich from the cabin Nazi? “Next! Next! Hurry up and buy!”
Did you buy a $12 egg salad sandwich from the cabin Nazi? “Next! Next! Hurry up and buy!”
Those sandwiches look dangerous. The girl sitting next to me bought one, and she said it tasted like eating squishy cardboard.
I stole a styrofoam cup ’cause I forgot the top to my thermos (I had to run like a maniac to catch the bus). I felt sneaky, but they probably would have given me one if I had asked.
Those sandwiches look dangerous. The girl sitting next to me bought one, and she said it tasted like eating squishy cardboard.
I stole a styrofoam cup ’cause I forgot the top to my thermos (I had to run like a maniac to catch the bus). I felt sneaky, but they probably would have given me one if I had asked.
Hey Jackson, you forgot to mention that you also took part in your first community round dance. That’s pretty special! AND you bonded with the cutest baby in the world, little Raven.
Hey Jackson, you forgot to mention that you also took part in your first community round dance. That’s pretty special! AND you bonded with the cutest baby in the world, little Raven.
That was the best! I’m going to talk about that a little more in detail later. It was an awesome experience, thank you for bringing me!
The falafel was pretty good too. I am pretty sure they were Sudanese, not Lebanese, as the sign would suggest.
That was the best! I’m going to talk about that a little more in detail later. It was an awesome experience, thank you for bringing me!
The falafel was pretty good too. I am pretty sure they were Sudanese, not Lebanese, as the sign would suggest.
Umm… my little person is Sudanese. Do you think it’s nuts if I don’t know that they are related to my own child in some way? I would like some photos of you and Raven. She LOVED you (and really, who wouldn’t?).
Umm… my little person is Sudanese. Do you think it’s nuts if I don’t know that they are related to my own child in some way? I would like some photos of you and Raven. She LOVED you (and really, who wouldn’t?).
No, I don’t think it’s nuts.
Raven is a super cute and friendly baby, it was a pleasure to to hang out with her for a little bit.
No, I don’t think it’s nuts.
Raven is a super cute and friendly baby, it was a pleasure to to hang out with her for a little bit.