Today, after possibly the best sleep of my life at the North Battleford Travelodge (the bed felt like it was made of clouds. Wonderfully supportive and fluffy clouds), I met with students at the beautiful North Battleford public library and then headed northwest to Pelican Lake First Nation to meet with grade 4,5, and 6 students. In between, there was much adventuring on dusty back roads, which provided many lovely photo-ops.
Favourite roadside sign: “Gas, Food, & Chainsaw Sales”
Number of dirt roads driven: 5
Number of other cars spotted on said dirt roads: 2
Number of mini-heart attacks I had as gravel flew up and dinged off my rental car: 17
Number of detours my GPS was unaware of: 2
Best Singalong Song of the Day: Torn by Natalie Imbruglia, which so happened to come on as I reached the sweet, smooth paved asphalt of highway 55.
Favourite Student Exchange:
Young Wordsmith: Did you think about setting your book in Britain?
Me: No, why?
YW: Because that’s a country that starts with B.
Me: Very true.
Young Geographer: What about Bulgaria?
Honest Ed: Totally! I would read that book.
Set more books in far-off countries. Duly noted, kids! Next up, Prince Albert! But first I’m going to order an entire pizza to my hotel room for dinner.