Day 3: Fruits Magoots, o'er here!

Today we traveled from Ft. Nelson, BC to Edmonton, Alberta. I forgot to mention in the last post the "Ft. Nelson" song. It was stuck in my head for most of day two and goes like this: "Ft. Nelson, I like the things you doooo. Ft. Nelson, if I could I would be YOU!" And then it repeats a million times. Thank you, Alex. 

I suppose I'll explain the title of this post. So, before we left Ft. Nelson we stopped to get gas at a nice little Canadian gas station. I love Canada, and Canadians, and everything Canadian. And here's partly why: I was getting one of those gas station cappuccinos that are basically sugar and milk, when a group of mountain men / construction workers come in. Nearly all head to the coffee area, to get plain, black coffee, except one. This guy was obviously new to the group, as he was sorta on the scrawny side, and he DID NOT get black coffee. Oh no; he strolled over next to me and also got a sugary-milky cappuccino. Alex and I went to pay for our items (we also got more Canadian-only snacks) when we heard one of the veteran mountain men say (in an extremely Canadian accent; think Fargo) , "OOH, we got Fruits Magoots o'er here, gettin eh fancy coffee!"  Alex and I about keeled over from laughing. Except we were trying to be polite and hold it in.

Now we call everything and everyone a Fruits Magoots and it makes us giggle.  We really hope it's not an offensive term...

Anyway, back to the travels. British Columbia is gorgeous, Alberta looks like Montana. I began reading Harry Potter to Alex, since he loves the movies but will probably never pick up the books on his own. Plus, I love Harry Potter and I was due for a reread. 

When we finally made it to Edmonton, we went straight to the mall. Duh. It's the largest in North America; how could we not? Plus, I needed to find a black swim bottom.

Picture time!

The MOOON

I have no idea what this is, or what was going on. 

Except we were leaving :( 

An indoor lake at the Edmonton Mall. With a replica of
Columbus' Santa Maria ship in the
background. Wynaut? 

Go back to Canada Iowa!

Day 2: Whitehorse to Ft. Nelson

Another 12-13 hour day of driving! Plus stops! We left Whitehorse and set sail for Ft. Nelson, BC. 

I'll keep this one short, but we had three main events: 

1. The Sign Post Forest in Watson Lake, YT. I laid HANS to rest. :'(

2. Muncho Lake in BC. 

3. Bison EVERYWHERE

When we landed in Ft. Nelson we found a neat pub / grille where we tasted for the first time ever, and thoroughly enjoyed, POUTINE! Seriously, with as fat as America is, why isn't it a staple here as well? Oh, and of course I had my daily Caesar. 

Enough chit-chat, PICTURE TIME. 

Turd

BELLEVEGAS

Everything is *hittier in Whittier ;)

Near my parents! 

MMM... Round Rock Doughnuts!

And here he will rest, until the end of time. 

HEEEHEE

Where my momma grew up! 

This guy was HUGE. 

Dr. Seuss Trees

BABY BISON

SO GOOD. 

A HERD OF 'EM!

This is Mr. Grumpy Rebellious Teenager

BYE BYE BYESON! 

Oldest suspension bridge on the Alaska Highway

I told Alex to slow down on the turns in case of
an animal, and LITERALLY two seconds later
we see this guy. It's blurry because Alex was
speeding. Blame him. 

ROUGE CLOUD (cool band name, eh?)

Gorgeous Muncho Lake 

So we suck at panoramas... My bad. 

Can't have a crazy, twisty road without falling
boulders and trees! 

Rocks for Jocks

Kids. 

"Forget Hawaii; this is the most beautiful place
I've ever been." -Alex

"What happens when the run-off goes into the lake?"
"Insiltration!"

No gravy with your fries? What are ya,
AMERICAN?!