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"Hidden somewhere in this noisy, chaotic morass of society is our fellow traveler, Waldo. A man unstuck from place and time, he travels the world on foot, his only lifeline to his friends and family a litany of dreary picture-postcards sent from arbitrary locations the world over. His postcards do nothing to convey the humanity, the madness of Waldo's adventures. For that, we must go find him."

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

visit to guelph en route to the rock





Sylvia and I stopped in Guelph to visit Andrew and Christie and stretch our legs after the long drive through northern Ontario. Andrew showed us around the farm, and we picked rocks for a while before a picnic lunch of pesto, hummus and fresh veggie sandwiches on rye.

A fine day was had by all.

Then we got back in the car and drove another 2500 kilometers.

(Here Sylvia and Andrew pour water for Bella the thirsty dog. Photos from Newf coming soon.)

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