A Day, A Week, Hemant, A Year

Our flight back to Saskatoon was not until three o’clock which was a nice bonus. It’s rare that I don’t have an early morning flight. We were up relatively early and got all of our stuff packed up before heading back out to do some last minute shopping. Michelle wanted to find a dress for one of our many weddings this summer.

As it turned out the shops didn’t open until ten o’clock so we just killed time. Michelle tried on a few dresses at Anne Taylor which I thought looked pretty good. She said they were “mom” dresses and that they were something she would like in her closet about five years from now. After failing at the dress shopping we headed back to an Abercrombie & Fitch store where she picked up nice soft shirt. Their shirts are so soft.

It was getting close to noon so we decided to get back to the hotel and checkout. We jumped in a cab and were on our way to O’Hare International. This was where our trip really took a turn for the worse. Luckily it was at the end of it. After lining up at the Air Canada check-in at Terminal 2, we find out that our flight is being operated by United Airlines out of Terminal 1.

So we book it over to Terminal 1 and use their totally non-intuitive manual check-in system which no one can seem to figure out. We are then told that we are departing from Terminal 2. WTF? So we head back over to Terminal 2. We found our gate which had about five chairs in the waiting area.

We hadn’t eaten yet so we grabbed something at a McDonald’s in the terminal - the first thing that seemed to function efficiently. Our next mission was to find a Duty Free store. We were ready to give up after walking up and down the terminal twice. I then noticed a cart off to the side of a hallway with a sign “Duty Free Store”. Was this actually the Duty Free store in one of the biggest airports in the world? We bought a couple bottles of spirits and went to wait for our flight at a different gate (since ours had no seating).

Boarding time quickly approached so we headed back over to our gate to see a huge line. As it turned out they were loading three separate flights (with slightly different departure times) through the same gate. I’m not sure why United thought it was strange when people were nearly missing their flights as they were stuck at the end of this monstrous three plane queue.

Then we heard an announcement saying that you couldn’t line up until you had your passport checked by a United person. As more confusion filled the gate people started another line for a United lady to look at our passports and circle our name on the boarding passes.  WTF? No one was sure what this was accomplishing as we got back in line to board.

After being reprimanded by the gatekeeper that we were giving her too many documents when getting her to check our boarding pass, we were finally on our way to getting on the plane - or so we thought. We went down some stairs and were now out on the tarmac where we proceeded to walk for about five minutes to our plane which was likely back at Terminal 1.

We finally got onto the plane and I thought that this nightmare was over. Nope. As it turned out one baggage cart never arrived. Two people were sent on different occasions to get the cart but never returned. Finally after an hour of us sitting on the stifling hot airplane, the baggage manager found the cart and we were on our way. Brutal.

Despite having to deal with a flight attendant giving us misinformation about going through customs once we got to Winnipeg, the flight was pretty much normal. We touched down in Saskatoon where Jeffrey was waiting to give us a ride home.

As you can guess Michelle and I loved Chicago. I had heard so many people talk so highly of this city and now I know why. The waterfront is so beautifully developed and there is just so much to do. I always remember people saying that Chicago is what Toronto could have been. Now I know what they mean.

As a wrap-up, I just want to thank Yavini and Kevin for being so hospitable to Michelle and I for the few days we spent in St. Charles. It was awesome to spend time with them and the kids.  And now we are really  looking forward to our next trip to Chicago.  Having gotten through a lot of the touristy stuff on this trip we can focus on some of the more obscure gems that the city has to offer.

All of the photos from the trip can be seen in my Flickr account.

• Chicago - Day 2
• Chicago - Day 3
• Chicago - Day 4
• Chicago - Day 5
• Chicago - Day 6
• Chicago - Day 7

Tuesday morning we were up early to catch the train to downtown Chicago.   My sister brought Chiara and Mira along when she drove us to the train station.  It was sad to leave the kids after our stay with them, but it was also exciting to be going to the city.  I’d heard so many good things about Chicago from so many different people that I was genuinely looking forward to our stay.

For some reason, the train showed up on the other side of the platform, so the whole lot of us waiting to go to the city had to race under the tracks and up to the other side.  Luckily we made it in time.  It felt like we were on the Amazing Race.  Once we were on, the rest of the ride went smoothly.  We arrived downtown in just over an hour and caught a taxi to our hotel - The Sofitel.

Even though we arrived much before their posted check-in time, we were able to get our room.  The hotel had a real trendy feel to it which I really liked.  The room was also quite nice, with the bathroom being totally awesome.  The bathroom alone was about the size of the rest of the room.  It had a separate tub, shower, and a toilet with a phone - for those really important calls.

Before leaving Saskatoon, we bought a couple GoChicago cards.  They each cost just under $100 and gave you admission to the majority of tourist attractions in Chicago.  Since we were planning on hitting at least two attractions per day, we would easily get our money’s worth.

We got our game plan together for the day before leaving the hotel.  We decided to focus our attention on Chicago’s Waterfront.  The Shedd Aquarium and the Adler Planetarium were the choices for the day.  Since our hotel was in the heart of downtown, and just off of Michigan Avenue, a.k.a. The Magnificent Mile, we decided to just hoof it to the waterfront.

After about an hour we approached the Shedd Aquarium.  With our GoChicago cards we had a special admission line which allowed us to bypass the regular admission line.  That was nice.  The aquarium had your basic stuff found in other aquariums, and we spent our time checking out all of the exotic fish, turtles, etc.  The aquarium also housed a couple Beluga whales, dolphins, penguins, and a large variety of sharks.  Due to some confusion, we didn’t get a chance to see the dolphin show from the presentation area, but we did get to see it from under the tank (which obviously is not as good).  We were going to stick around for the next show, but it was getting to be late in the afternoon, and we wanted to still hit the Adler Planetarium.

Luckily it was just a few hundred metres away so we didn’t waste much time getting there.  It was about four o’clock which would allow us to only see two shows.  Well as it turned out, our GoChicago cards only gave us admission to two of the shows per day anyway, so that worked out quite fine.  We saw The Night Sky Over Chicago and Cosmic Collisions which were both very good.  We ripped through the exhibits between the shows, but I would have liked to have spent a little more time there.  The planetarium was huge and you definitely would need a good chunk of the day to see everything.

It was just after six o’clock by the time we were done so we decided to spend the rest of the evening shopping on the Magnificent Mile.  I managed to buy a few things, but didn’t go overboard which I easily could have.  It was now past nine o’clock and we hadn’t eaten anything since lunch so we figured we’d better do something about that.

We passed tons of restaurants as we moved back towards the hotel.  We’d check out the menus, and even though they sounded good we’d just continue on.  Before we knew it we were back at our hotel and still hadn’t eaten.  We were now starving and the hotel’s menu didn’t do it for us.  We decided to head back to the last restaurant we saw, The Cheesecake Factory.  Michelle had eaten at one somewhere else and she said it was solid.

I ordered a hamburger and this thing was HUGE.  There’s no way I could have eaten this thing on a normal day, but since my stomach was now eating itself I was able to completely destroy the burger.  It also helped that it was delicious.  This burger has now moved to the number one spot on my Burger Delicious Metre.  I was even able to pack some delicious cheesecake into my gut for dessert.  By the time we got back to the hotel, my stomach was about to explode so it seemed best to go to call it a night.

On another note, the Apple Store is right on the Magnificent Mile and it was lined up every time we passed it.

I just don’t understand lining up to get into a store when there is no special release going on.

You can see more pictures from the day by following the links below.

• Thumbnails on Flickr
• Slideshow on Flickr

Monday my sister was back to work and the nanny was in to watch the kids, so Michelle and I thought that this would be a good opportunity to do some shopping while in St. Charles.  My sister works from home so she took a few minutes out of her day to drive us to an outdoor shopping mall called Geneva Commons.

Before we hit the stores we realized it was just after noon so we figured we’d better grab a bite to eat.  We went to a restaurant in the area and ordered from the lunch menu.  Wow.  I had forgotten how big meal sizes are in U.S. restaurants.  Neither of us were even close to finishing our meals.

There were a lot of great stores in the mall and we found a bunch of great prices on clothing, but we held off on buying anything since we were planning on shopping while in downtown Chicago.  With the U.S. and Canadian dollars being even right now, the considerably lower price of clothing in the States is really hard to pass by.

I was feeling quite parched since It was a super hot day again so we found a place to get a nice refreshing drink.  Many of you may know of Michelle’s great disdain for Starbucks.  She has vowed to never support this establishment.

She was not impressed that I took this picture.

On Sunday we decided to take the kids to the Kane County Fair.  It was raining in the morning, but by noon it had cleared up and the sun came out.  Once we got out to the fairgrounds we realized just how hot of a day it was.  It was in the mid 30s during the few hours we were out there, with almost no breeze.

We started off by taking the kids to the animal petting areas.  We saw a huge Flemish rabbit that looked more like a dog with floppy ears.  We also saw delicious steaks, bacon, veal, and chicken wings.  The kids really liked petting and feeding the animals.  I really liked the thought of eating them.  Mira got a bit of a scare when she was pushed down by a couple of goats who then proceeded to steal the feed we bought for her.  The look of shock on her face remained for about five minutes, but she regained her courage and started mingling with the animals again.

We spent the remainder of the time taking the kids on the rides.  I only went on one, and since I’m not really a “ride” type of person, that was enough for me.  I can’t remember what it was called, but I think it is called the “Himalaya” at the Saskatoon Ex.  I’m pretty sure I have bruised ribs from it…maybe broken.

After we got back to the house we took it pretty easy.  We spent a little time playing with the kids outside, so it seemed like a good opportunity to pull out my big camera and take some pictures.  I was firing them off left and right.  Boy, these shots were going to be fabulous.  After about twenty minutes I realized I didn’t have a memory card in the camera.  Brutal.  At this moment I put a card in and started taking pictures again - treating my previous blunder as a practice session.

By the end of the day everyone was pretty tired and found comfort in their own way.

You can see more pictures from the day by following the links below.

• Thumbnails
• Slideshow

We were up bright and early Saturday morning so we could make our way to downtown Chicago and visit the Museum of Science and Industry. Before heading out, Yavini informed me that Saturdays were reserved for McDonald’s breakfasts. Sounded pretty good to me and I put my order in for a Bacon McMuffin. When they got back, I witnessed a display of utter absurdity.

Her and Kevin made an order for their Egg McMuffins without butter, cheese, or the ham. They then removed the egg portion of the sandwiches, cut out the yokes, and re-fried them. They then fried up some of their own ham for the “McMuffin”, and added some low fat cheese, but not before re-toasting the English Muffin for a more crispy texture. This is all fine and dandy to be health conscious, but I was so confused as to why we didn’t just make the McMuffins at home? To each his own, I guess.

We waited for their nanny Ms. Anna to arrive before we took off. She was going to stay home with young Liam while the rest of us went to the museum. We all piled into the SUV and headed for downtown Chicago. Since the drive was about an hour, we spent the time reading some books we bought for Chiara and Mira.

The lineup to buy tickets into the museum was hilarious. There was probably around a bazzilion people buying tickets, but I will give them credit - the line moved really fast.

The museum had everything from farm equipment to a Boeing 737. One of the cooler things was a captured Nazi U-Boat - the U-505. I’m not sure if this was the submarine that the movie U-571 was based on. The tour of the sub was sold out for the day, so we weren’t able to actually go inside of it.

There was also a live insect display which was pretty freaky. I’m not a huge fan of bugs, so I kept my distance, but Kevin was pretty brave and let an eight inch millipede crawl on him. How would you like to find this thing in your house?

We bought tickets for a 3D show called African Adventure. As I was watching it I was having a really hard time getting anything to look right. As a matter of fact, I was actually starting to feel a little nauseous. I figured there had to be something up with the 3D glasses I was wearing. I finally decided to flip them around and everything came into focus and took their 3D form. Literally, 2 seconds later the show ended. It seems Michelle had the same problem, but she didn’t get her gasses flipped around in time.

We left the museum following the show, and Kevin drove us around downtown, giving us a quick tour of some of the big sites. Before we left their place, he looked up Barack Obama’s address so he could show us “Democrats” his house. I thought the Secret Service were going to stop us for sure when we drove by the house once, turned the SUV around in the street and slowly drove by again - this time with the window rolled down and me (a brown guy with a beard) taking pictures with a big camera and zoom lens.

As far as I know, we weren’t tailed. But I do think a Predator was was in hot pursuit. I managed to capture his thermal imaging of us.

Once we got back to St. Charles, Michelle and I had a quick nap before we headed out for dinner with just Kevin and Yavini. This was a good time for the four of us to just get some visiting in without having to give all of our attention to the three little ones. When we got back to their house, the children greeted us as though we had been gone for three weeks. Everyone was in bed before ten o’clock, but Michelle and I were up real “late” - 11:30pm.

You can see more pictures from the day by following the links below.

• Thumbnails
• Slideshow

Beep.  Beep.  Beep.  That’s the noise that greeted me at 3:30 Friday morning as the alaram went off.  We both put the final touches on our packing, got showered up, and were in a taxi by 5am to catch our 6:30 flight to Chicago.  We were greeted by a rude Air Canada Jazz check-in attendant who was speaking so softly that I’m not entirely convinced that he wasn’t just moving his lips.   He managed to feed us much dis-information about our trip.

I had no issues in security despite my backpack full of every type of electronics device you can imagine.  Michelle wasn’t so lucky and was “randomly selected” for a full search.  Apparently the security woman doing the search was really throrough.  The flight went well, but we had less than an hour to pick up our baggage and get through customs in Calgary.  We cut it pretty close, but we did manage to get to the gate as they were boarding the plane.

The new Air Canada planes have in-seat entertainment.  Not satellite TV like WestJet, but an on-demand system which is pretty good.  I watched a couple of HBO comedian acts - David Attel and Bill Maher.  Attel was super-crude, and mediocre.  Bill Maher had me literally laughing my head off with his American political jokes.  People must have thought I was crazy.

The flight was fairly short, and we arrived in Chicago before we knew it. My sister, Chiara, and Mira greeted us at the airport, and we were on our way to their house in St. Charles. We spent the rest of the day just visiting, playing with the children, and eating. Michelle and I were quite exhausted so we had a quick nap before dinner, once we were able to trick the kids into leaving our bedroom. Before calling it a night, Michelle, Yavini, Kevin, and I decided on our plans for Saturday - The Museum of Science and Industry.

Michelle and I fly out to Chicago early Friday morning for our first summer vacation together.  The plan is to visit my sister and her family out in the suburbs for four nights.  I haven’t seen them since last summer when they came out here, so I look forward to seeing them all.  Plus they have never met Michelle so I look forward to that as well.

Once we wrap up our visit, Michelle and I will head downtown where we will stay for the remaining three nights.   We’re staying at   The Sofitel Chicago Water Tower which is right on The Magnificent Mile.  Our time downtown is going to be very busy as we play the tourist role since neither of us have been to Chicago.

I’m going to try and blog each day we’re there, so make sure to keep your eye on A Day, A Week, Hemant, A Year.  And as usual, I will be Twittering frequently throughout the day.   You can follow all of my Tweets on my Twitter page.

Since buying our house back in February, Michelle and I were planning on throwing a housewarming party. We initially were hoping for May, but that just couldn’t happen. Who’d have thought owning a house would make one so busy?   Before we knew it summer had arrived and we figured we better have the party now, or it would never happen.

When we started putting together the guest list, it didn’t take long to realize that this could end up being a fairly large shindig. We figured the more the merrier and sent out the invites. Most people RSVPed in some acceptable manner, but for some reason clicking “YES” or “NO” in the Google Invites continues to confuse people.

Michelle and I spent the few days beforehand getting ready for the party - buying booze and food, and getting the house and yard ready to accommodate a barrage of people. When the day arrived, it was also on the day of Saskatoon’s big Sidewalk Sale so Michelle was obligated to help her mom at her store for most of the day. I spent the day prepping everything, then my parents showed up and were able to help me out. Luckily Michelle got off early so she was able to put together all of the food platters.

Before we knew it people started showing up in waves. I was planning on BBQing at a nice pace, accommodating people as they arrived throughout the evening. How wrong I was. Everyone seemed to show up right at 6pm on the nose. I was BBQing like a madman for over two hours, trying to keep people fed. I guess you live and learn, but at least everyone got to eat.

The evening went really well, and I think everyone had a pretty awesome time. I know I did. The final count was about 45 people including myself and Michelle. It was pretty packed for a while, but luckily the weather was nice so people were able to hang out out on the deck and the backyard. It was also great that Michelle’s and my parents (and a bunch of her extended family too) were able to meet for the first time. They didn’t get a chance to visit much, but there will be much more time for that in the future.

I just want to end off with a big thank-you to everyone who showed up to help celebrate the purchase of our new house. We also really appreciate those people who were there until the bitter magnificent end (4am), and helped us get everything cleaned up. It really made Sunday morning a joy to wake up to.

If you’re interested in a nice character home built in 1928, and are looking for a nice quiet, rural lifestyle, this house may be for you. No, I don’t own a house by this description, but my parents do. They have decided to put their home in Wilkie up for sale in hopes of moving to Saskatoon. The house is listed privately right now and can be viewed here on saskhouses.com.

I have to admit that if the house does end up selling, I will miss my trips back to Wilkie. But I do welcome the idea of my parents moving to Saskatoon. The amount of cooking my mom sends back with me when visiting Wilkie is out of control. I can only imagine the limitless amounts of food I will get if we live in the same city.

Be sure to check out the listing here. You can also see more pictures of the house here.

The basement in the house was finished, but Michelle didn’t like the colour, nor the batons that were running every four feet. The plan was to remove the batons, re-mud, sand, and paint. Luckily Michelle’s uncle Ray was willing to help us with this. Seemed like a pretty easy job until Ray came by to do the assessment. As it turned out, the lower level of the wall (the house is a bi-level) actually had paneling nailed over the drywall, and that’s why the batons were there - to hide the seams. So our fairly simple job turned out to be ripping off the paneling, re-mudding all the drywall, sanding, and painting. Uncle Ray got to work right away, and I got out of the way.

For the next couple weeks, Uncle Ray and Michelle’s dad David were in and out of the house doing their thing. I wasn’t of much use until the sanding stage where I actually did some work. It wasn’t the most exciting work I’ve done, but since it was improving our house there was actually some satisfaction.

Once the sanding was complete Michelle and I started on the painting. The lower wall was going to be a dark brown and the upper wall a light blue. We started with the priming and quickly revealed further wall imperfections. Uncle Ray had warned me that further mudding and sanding would be required after priming so he had filled me in on mudding techniques. I managed to re-mud, sand, and re-prime the problem areas, leading us to the painting stage.

The blue went on quite nicely and only required two coats, but the brown was much more problematic and required three. While I was on the home-stretch of applying the brown, I tried to touch up one of the walls that had semi-dried. Big mistake. This rookie error required me to redo the entire wall. This however did not affect my spirit.

When all was said and done, the painting ended up taking a week. I hadn’t painted in a long time, but I did remember really hating it. I can safely say that I still hate painting. I hear so many people say how easy it is, but I honestly don’t think so. It is so difficult to get everything looking nice and even. Ours ended up being decent, but far from perfect. It definitely could have used a pro’s touch.

Michelle and I then stayed up until nearly 3 am setting up the room. It was good to get the TV finally connected. I was really starting to miss my Raptors, and watching movies. We have only set up one half of this room, mainly because we don’t have the furniture for the second half yet, but it is now completely functional as a TV room. I sure love not being in a condo, and in a house where I can watch movies very LOUDLY.

We still have some plans for the basement which includes replacing the carpet with the new carpet from upstairs when we put in the hardwood, and adding a bar and “lounge” type area. I’m really looking forward to getting everything completed. I really want to thank Michelle’s uncle and dad for working so hard to get our basement how we wanted it. And it’s great to know that Michelle and I got through our first home reno without killing each other.

You can see more photos of the house (and the renos) by following the links below.

• Thumbnails on Filckr
• Slideshow on Flickr
• Thumbnails on Picasa
• Slideshow on Picasa

Just over a month ago I posted about my dire housing situation. My landlord had sold the condo I was living in and I needed to be out by the end of March. Well I thought I would give a quick update on that whole situation. Two days after finding out about my place, Michelle and I looked at a house in Erindale in Saskatoon (actually about a five minute walk from Curtis’ new condo - yeah, the imaginary one). A day after that we made an offer on that house and it was accepted. Michelle wasn’t even in Saskatoon at the time - she was out winter camping (yeah, winter camping) with her school so I was sending text messages to her with updates such as:

• We’re putting in an offer on that house we looked at.
• They rejected our offer. We countered, and they accepted.

I believe the response I got was something like:

• OMG

We got all of our financing in order the following week, got Michelle’s condo on the market, and that was that. Her condo sold in no time and our possession date was set for March 18th. So in less than a week I went from being fairly content in my rental condo to being a proud new homeowner. Here’s a picture of Michelle entering our house for the first time. As you can see, she was very excited.

We hired movers for March 28th as to give us enough time to pack. As usual, packing sucked, but it did give us a chance to toss out some of our stuff. I managed to go through my clothing and fill five giant garbage bags to donate to Community Living. I also was able to get all of my recycling sorted out, and man, do I have a lot! I’m gonna be a millionaire when I take that stuff in for refund. Well maybe not a millionaire, but I’d be surprised if I can’t pay off our mortgage.

The movers did an awesome job and nothing got damaged. I cannot stress how well worth it is to hire pros. If you got a move coming up I highly suggest you go this route - it’ll be worth every penny. Unpacking started immediately and went on for days. The kitchen proved to be the real dilemma due to limited cupboard space, and our ridiculous amount of kitchen stuff. We had to go and buy a pantry to ease some of the pain.

I was able to put up with the mess for a couple days, but I finally hit my threshold and went on an unpacking rampage. Everything is more-or-less in order now except for the basement where Michelle’s dad and uncle are fixing some drywall. They are scheduled to finish up in the next couple days so Michelle and I plan to paint down there this weekend, and look forward to finally getting everything organized. Thankfully my brain is able to dimiss the chaotic state of the basement because it is in a “renovation” state. We also plan on installing hardwood on the main level in the very short term, but once that is all done, we’re good to go. None of this work was actually needed, but it was something both of us wanted to do.

So somehow Michelle and I have become one of those couples that have home projects on the go. I’m not sure how that happened, and I’m equally unsure how much I am actually going to be involved in these projects beyond the planning stage. My renovation skills are limited and I’d prefer to have things done properly. Why just the other day I screwed up the installation of a toilet paper holder (it actually wasn’t my fault - the wall was being childish). Luckily Michelle’s dad was there to save the day. I redeemed myself by installing the towel holder without incident.

I haven’t taken many photos of the house yet so stay tuned for those in the upcoming days. And let me take this moment to officially invite you over for a visit. Now that things are less chaotic here I’ll be a much better host.

Michelle and I decided to take a quick trip to the Rocky Mountains this past weekend. I had been wanting to do this for the last year or so, but just never got around to it. Since Jasper isn’t that far from Saskatoon, and my brother and his family could act as a halfway point in Sherwood Park, we decided to just make it a weekend getaway. We left mid-Friday afternoon and and pulled into my brother’s place around 6:30 where we would spend the night. This gave me the chance to hang out with my nephews who I hadn’t seen since the summer, and introduce Michelle to a piece of my family.

We left Sherwood Park shortly after 7 Saturday morning which had us rolling into Jasper around 10:30. We didn’t have much of plan other than doing some hiking, so we made our way over to the The Jasper Information Centre. It turned out that the person on duty was more interested in going for lunch than in recommending what trails we should venture upon. In all her wisdom she gave us some trail maps to figure things out. While finalizing our route over lunch, we realized that the maps we were given were for the summer trails (I also came to an understanding that I like relish on my burgers). Despite this we felt that the trails on the mountain around Pyramid Lake would work out fine.

We checked into our hotel, The Sawridge Inn, and got dressed for the hike. Our room had a beautiful view of the dining room. The hike we mapped out was to take roughly two hours since we didn’t have a lot of daylight. I’d never been on a hike, let alone one in the mountains so I was quite looking forward to it. Luckily there was snow tracks along the way, because there is not a lot of markers on the trail. After trekking uphill for around ninety minutes, we emerged on a cliff with a great view of the Athabasca River and the surrounding mountains. After firing off some photos, we continued on our journey.

As we plunged deeper into the wilderness we had the privilege of seeing a huge Mule Deer up close as it scurried away. It wasn’t too long from then that we realized we were completely lost. None of the markers were making sense anymore as we tried to figure out what trail we were on in relation to the map. We decided to backtrack a bit and get onto a different trail that coincided with the map. This route would take a little longer, but at least we knew where we were going. Or did we?

Things really started to fall apart as the trail took us higher up the mountain into heavy snowfall. According to our calculations we should have passed a fork in the path some time ago. It definitely seemed like a bad idea to be going higher as we ran out of sunlight. Once again the map made no sense and we were completely turned around. The direction of the sun didn’t jive with what we were seeing on the trails either. I decided to pull out my new Nokia n810 which has a built in GPS to try and get a lock of where we were, or to at least find out what way was north. The stupid thing couldn’t get a proper satellite lock, or was malfunctioning, or was having its signal scrambled by the Borg. Either way, I didn’t realize until later that it was trying to get a satellite lock and was showing old coordinates. I must learn patience.

It was too late to backtrack again since we surely would have run out of light, so we decided to push forward. Since I am a prime human specimen, I had no problem ascending the face of the mountain, but I did have to stop quite often to wait for Michelle. This too didn’t seem like the best idea since the sun wasn’t going to wait for us before setting. After about an hour of climbing uphill, the trail started to descend, and my blood pressure followed suit. We came to a fork in the trail and we thought this would surely let us pinpoint our position. Instead it further confused us since we saw a marker labeled ‘2h’. This wasn’t even an option of where we thought we could have been on the map. It didn’t matter. We continued down the trail with our fingers crossed. It wasn’t long until we heard a car whip by on an invisible road through the trees. We both let out a sigh of relief. At this point we figured we would come out a few kilometres south of where we had parked, but it would be no big deal because we could just follow the road to the car. Instead we were pleasantly surprised to emerge from the trees into the very parking lot we had parked. Happy. Yes. Confused. Completely.

Now that we actually were at a trail map showing our position, we were able to trace where we had been. It turned out that we were in a “wildlife movement area” described to hikers as, “trails that are discouraged for travel in order to restore habitat”. As clueless as we were, we are also convinced that someone had tampered with the trail markers. Our original path was supposed to follow markers ‘2b’ for most of the way, which we did. As it turns out we were on ‘2h’ for the majority of time and never once saw a ‘2h’ marker (except near the end). Michelle thinks that someone ‘jiffied’ the ‘h’ to look like a ‘b’. Conspiracy theorists unite.

Following this debacle, we just went back to the hotel room and got ready for a nice dinner. We walked into the heart of the town and went to a place called Wicked Dave’s. Everything about it was great. I ordered the Hell’s Jerk Chicken which had plenty of warnings in the menu in regards to spiciness. Even the server warned me that it was rated 9/10 on their heat scale. I held strong. As delicious as it was, I think it only warranted a 5/10 on Hemant’s Heat Scale. Following dinner we just crashed back at the hotel since we were completely exhausted from the day’s events.

Sunday we just grabbed some breakfast at the Black Sheep Cafe which was delicious. What was even greater was that they provided free wireless, letting me play with my n810 a little. We bummed around town a bit more and contemplated taking a different route back to Saskatoon, but decided against it since it would have taken a little too long. On that note we said goodbye to the Rockies. While filling gas in Lloydminster, we were lucky enough to be graced by the, “cleanest washrooms in Canada”.

Despite being a super-quick trip, Michelle and I had a great time. Sometimes it’s good to just get out and do something different. Since we had so much fun, we’re already planning our next extended trip to the area this summer. I’m also going to plan our hikes a little better - you know, like taking a flashlight and maybe some matches along with us. I’m just glad that my parents didn’t have to see something like this on the news Saturday night: “Two city slickers require search and rescue operation from beginner mountain trails near Jasper, Alberta, Canada.”

You can see more pictures from the trip below.

• Thumbnails on Flickr
• Slideshow on Flickr
• Thumbnails on Picasa
• Slideshow on Picasa

This year I decided to take two weeks of vacation around the holiday season. It had been a while since I had done this so I was really looking forward to the time off. I didn’t really have any major plans during my holidays, hoping just to have some downtime with my family and friends.

This year my brother and his family decided to stay in Edmonton for Christmas while my sister and her family celebrated in Chicago. My parents decided they just wanted to stay at home in Wilkie, so I was content with just spending a quiet Christmas with them.

I made it back in time for the annual Wilkie Outlaws Rib & Wing Night (photos) at the Wilkie Civic Centre. I had heard a lot about this event and since I had never attended it, I figured I would check it out this year. It was really busy there, and I got to see a lot of people I hadn’t seen in some time, which was great. What wasn’t so great was that they ran out of wings before I got a chance to buy any. Luckily I was able to scam some off of a generous friend.

That was pretty much the only time I left my parents’ house. Well, that’s not completely true. I did head to the Co-op to buy some milk on Christmas Eve. Other than that I spent my time visiting, reading, surfing the net, watching TV, and napping. These few days seemed like the prime opportunity for me to do some needed catching up on sleep.

Christmas day we had the traditional turkey dinner which my mother prepared to perfection as usual. After filling up during the meal, I chowed down on all sorts of baked goods and other unhealthy delights. As good as it is coming back to Wilkie for a visit, I always leave feeling fatter.

• Xmas Day Photos (thumbnails)
• Xmas Day Photos (slideshow)

My “cousin” (not really, but may as well be) Seshni got married to Scott this past Saturday, so family from all corners of the globe congregated in Saskatoon. My sister Yavini and her family were still here visiting, and my brother Veyantiz and his family travelled in from Sherwood Park, Alberta.

The wedding was a traditional Hindu celebration, and my mother performed the ceremony. It’s not often you get to see a non-Christain wedding around here, so it was quite a nice experience. There was a big break between the ceremony and the reception so the time was spent catching up with all of the relatives. The reception was a great time since so many people didn’t duck out early. I was hoping to take a lot of pictures at the wedding, but it didn’t happen. Feel free to check out a few I did take below.

We all headed back to Wilkie on Sunday and my parents’ house became Grand Central Station. The house where five of us used to live was now filled with twelve (including five under the age of seven). Despite the chaos, it was a pleasure to finally see the cousins together. The two oldest, Janak and Chiara were inseparable, thowing comments back and forth at each other (eg. “You’re the greatest cousin ever,” while the three youngest (all under the age of three) were not quite as “diplomatic”.

With all the kids playing together, I was no longer treated like a “human jungle-gym” (well, not 100% of the time, anyway) which was a nice break for my limbs. We spent a lot of the time in the backyard, and took them out to the park a few times as well giving me a prime opportunity to fire off a bunch of shots.

• Seshni and Scott’s Wedding - Slideshow or Thumbnails
• Ruane Kids at the Park - Slideshow or Thumbnails
• Cousins Hanging Out - Slideshow or Thumbnails

Day two saw Chiara, Mira, and Liam get a little more comfortable with their new surroundings, so they started to get a little more brave with me. For some reason, Chiara likes to call me the “Muffin Man”, and as a reaction to my beard, Mira told me that I had a “silly face”.

Since it was still so hot, and the house was trapping the heat like a greenhouse, we spent a lot of time in the backyard. Mom and dad have been working their butts off in the yard this summer so it has been a prime space to photograph the kids. If you’re interestested in seeing more pictures of them, check them out here or here.