Sneaking in hickory sticks and water to a hospital room is by far the worst thing I have ever done…well, I didn’t do it, but Cheryl did, I guess we were a tag team. We are seriously bad! This tour is turning me into a terrible person. ;) I had to visit the hospital…again the other night, because I have these lumps in my neck, which turned out to be swollen lymph nodes (in the weirdest places) because of a virus. I also had a reaction to the fly bites I’ve been getting. They puff up real big and itch and bleed, I felt hot, tired and just plain ill. BUT, I’m feeling better now, thanks to lots of rest, and tons of water. The doc said this virus would go away on its own.

The road has been such an interesting place so far. I find myself comfortable even when I’m in the middle of nowhere, but sometimes I really miss my own house. My entire life I’ve been the type who could spend hours in my room alone, listening to music or reading…but on the road, there is only a few minutes of alone time every few days. This is something I had to get used to pretty quickly; at first it was really hard, not so much anymore. Although, when I do get moments to myself I can breathe, and just enjoy the surroundings and hear myself think. On this journey, you discover a lot about yourself too, I’ve seen myself adapting to this environment in a far different way then I expected. On the road, we don’t do much shopping or stopping in very civilized areas, so when I heard there was a Wal-Mart in Thunder Bay, my heart leaped for joy. How weird…I am not like that, I am not a shopper! ;) No, but seriously, I find that I have real patience, and I mean the type of patience that plants have when they wait around for the rain. After an hour, they don’t shrivel up and die….they’ll wait for months if they have to! I find that I enjoy scenery a lot more then I ever used to, I take it all in and thank God for it. I find myself looking forward and anticipating change, where as before, change wasn’t really my thing.

Speaking of change...yesterday the Fenske family, Tim and I, went to see the longest bridge in Canada, it was high, it went back and forth and it was scary. I almost had to pinch myself because I was so high up, and I asked myself 'why am I up here...why am I risking my life?' ;)

Anyway, enough with my rant, I'm off for dinner!


-Christa