Oh! Canada

    I happened to look out of the airplane window on my flight from Vancouver, BC to Reykjavik. And there was Isle Royal, island of my father's young life. I know it was because the planes map indicated we were over Lake Superior, to make it really picturesque, an iron ore boat was passing it. His family captained boats to and from Larsmont in the mainland to the island. Boat builders from Finland, they knew how to make sturdy, enclosed fishing vessels. Viking heritage. My birthplace of Duluth, Minnesota, has a Leif Ericson park, complete with boat. I read that Rekjavik has this also. 

    I took Amtrak from Vancouver to Vancouver. Had big plans for seeing many new places in BC. Not happened. I lost a crown just before I left the U.S.. Dentist in BC did a good job to fix me up so I could leave with a new tooth and new root canal. Procedures were compacted and tough. I am not a dental whus, but, this put me out of commission, lost days because of it. So, I saw what I could, had lovely visits with friends and had yummy food. So much like the US , and then not.  

    One thing I found odd, there are signs to look out for 'bait cars', so, don't take the bait and steal. Undercover cars. 

     Donald Trump is towering over the skyline with a tall twisted building. Seems it is on hold because he is petitioning to make it just a bit taller to be the tallest.