Driving to Toronto from Montreal is a mind-numbing experience. The road is boring, the landscape has nothing to offer, and the destination…well, the destination is Toronto! Sorry Torontonians. Just keeping the rivalry alive. You know how it is 🙂
Whenever I go to the big T, it’s usually for no more than 2 sleeps. 6 hours there, 6 hours back and about 36 hours in T-town. Granted, if I’m just visiting friends, it’s bearable. If I’m visiting family, well that’s a whole other blog entry.
This past weekend’s drive offered up a surprise: no gas bar/food/rest stops along the way. I was warned that they were all under construction or closed but I didn’t really believe it. Seems that whoever is in charge of these roadside combination restaurant/gas bars had decided to redo them all at once along a 600 kilometer stretch of highway. Brilliant.
So, I had to leave the highway whenever I had to go fill up/eat/pee, which happened to be 5 times. I know what you’re thinking: Is his bladder the size of a grape? The answer is yes. Yes it is.
Anyway, here are some of the incredible pics that I took whenever I stopped.
Exhibit A: I thought I could fill up here and get some food and void my bladder, but in some parts of Ontario, 24hrs means “We’re Closed Forever”. I ended up having to drive another 15 minutes down some lonesome road until I hit Lonesome Town, population 2.
Exhibit B: Here we are in Bingo Towne. It’s funny because they tacked on an ‘e’ to the word ‘Town’ to make it all classy. Olde Englishe Style. I assure you there’s nothing classy about it. I peed and ran.
Exhibit C: I took this one on the way back home. Looks like wind power is making a stand, as I did see more and more wind farms along the highway. Still, the windmill did not offer me fuel, food OR a place to pee. I snapped it and moved on.