Ashlan is arriving on the train, except that it really looks like a bus and it drives on the freeway.
The scheduled arrival is 8:30. It is now 9, and no phone call to tell us that she is passing our house and we should beat it down to the train station, where the bus stops. This is a three-day weekend for Canadians, and I think the bus will be fully loaded. It will also be the first trip for some newbies, and customs may take a while. I think this weekend trip last year was a very late arrival.
Made three beds waiting for the phone to ring. Two more to go, and a turkey to go check. Let’s go find some giblets.
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