Every five years, our family makes the trek north to our homeland Canada where we met and fell in love with starry eyes and warm hearts. Crosby Family Christmas was occurring in Abbotsford, B.C. at my brother and sister-in-law’s house. Three out of the four siblings arrived with kids in tow along with Rick’s folks…. 15 of us in all.
We never leave on time for road trips. Various circumstances contribute to this, mostly, however, is my dear husband’s tendency toward tardiness. Day #1 had 12 hours of driving on the agenda, but there was not an impending arrival time that we were aiming at. This was a godsend because my great aunt and uncle are staying in our house for us and watching the doggies…. which translates to the house needing to be spotless… way beyond the normal “leaving on vacation” level of cleanliness…. causing three of my four children to roll their eye balls at their mother.
Soooooooo, departure time was chosen for 7:00 a.m. At 9:15 a.m. dusting and mirror cleaning were still in progress. We pulled out of the driveway at 9:38 a.m. BUT there were three scheduled stops before we could leave town. Rick had some checks to drop off, his work truck to take to the mechanic and we still needed gas for the trip. At 10:27 we pulled into Circle K in downtown Phoenix and Rick announced to his wife and four children, “Everyone go to the bathroom because we’re not stopping for a long time!” Into the gas station we obediently traipsed.
11:01 a.m. we officially left Phoenix and began our trek westbound. At 11:18 a.m. Rick mousily squeaked from the middle row of the van that he needed to go to the bathroom….. so we turned into another Circle K in Buckeye, AZ! And thus began our 3,400 mile ROAD TRIP to the Great White North…. only 3+ hours behind our scheduled departure. Not bad.
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