Every year, the Canadian St. Vincent and the Grenadines Society puts on a picnic at none other than Brown's Bay, about 10 km west of Brockville that attracts thousands of people from literally, around the world, but mostly from Toronto, Ottawa and Montreal. I was there two years ago but missed it last year. This time, although I didn't have much money to spare, I was able to just barely make it there. I had special reason to: family that I haven't seen in 20 years was coming to visit.
I reserved the car Friday. This is not an important weekend like Christmas, so I figured that getting a car would be simple. As it turns out, there were (as usual in my experience) no small cars available. I ended up getting this monstrosity called the Chrysler Pacifica. An SUV hybrid. I never thought I’d drive anything like this. It’s 20 feet long and seats ten. It gets a whopping 500 metres per litre. It has a CD player, a DVD player, seat warmers, back massagers, cock knockers, and a sauna. All of the economy price of very little per day.
Due to logistics, I could not take Rose and Petunia with me to Brockville, but I wanted them to experience this luxury car that I would never own, so I dropped them off at Rose's parents' place in Ste-Fleur-de-la-Bonne-Terre. This took a couple of hours out of my day, but I enjoyed driving them around in a fancy car for a while.
(At this point, I would like to interrupt this entry by telling you that I am writing this from an Internet Cafe in Montreal called Cafr Virus on boul. St-Laurent. There is a guy here openly surfing porn. Is that...okay? Normal? Seems awfully strange to me. I also just learned that my eyes are better than I thought they were considering the distance between us. I feel like going over there getting the web address off of him.)
