The final day of our road trip was through the Sault Ste. Maries (the Canadian town, across the border, into the American town of the same name), then to Detroit, through a tunnel under the Detroit river, to Windsor, ON.
I grew up absolutely crazy for Pee Wee’s Playhouse. Explains a lot, doesn’t it? I think Welsh Terriers would fit right in, haha! A while ago, my mom surprised me with this original Pee Wee doll. We had planned on photographing him in various spots along our road trip, but after the grape debacle, that didn’t end up happening. Anyway, I did capture him enjoying the view crossing the river in Sault Ste. Marie.
The border crossing into the US at Sault Ste. Marie was great. The border guard was hilarious.
This sign was everywhere in Detroit. I can’t believe that statistic!
We made it to Nana’s house!
Nana’s calendar really made me smile. She never has had pets, and while she always respected and understood that animals are very important to me, she never truly understood my love for them until Miles. He has stolen her heart.
When we visit Nana, Miles and I sleep in the basement. Normally, Miles loves sleeping and can even be hard to wake up, but at Nana’s, the second people begin to shuffle about, he dashes up the stairs to join the party, and won’t go back downstairs until everyone is asleep.
Nana turned 91 earlier in the summer, and when asked what she wanted for her birthday, she said “for Emma to come and make my favorite cake.” Sadly I wasn’t able to come for her actual birthday, so one night, I invited her best friend over, and surprised them with a mini version of the cake! It is a chocolate cake, with vanilla frosting, and a chocolate ice cream center. The outside is decorated with chocolate trees. The first time I made it for her, I made it in honor of her visiting me on the west coast. After that, she requested it for her big 90th birthday last year, so I made two huge ones. It is so tasty.
During the visit, I made up a new salad recipe. Nana is normally not a salad person, but she went crazy for this salad! She asked for it every night! I was shocked. My whole life, I’ve always teased her because whenever I serve her salad, she always gasps, and says “no more dear, that is plenty!” This time, she ate as much as me and my mom did. I will share the recipe in the next post.
Miles adores Nana and her house. They are inseparable.
Nana and Miles’ favorite spot in the house. The cutest is coming home to see them napping together.
When we visit, Nana’s neighbors always invite Miles and I over to play with their dogs, Goose and Bella. Miles tends to be shy with them. Above is Goose playing fetch, and Penny the other neighbor’s poodle grabbing Goose’s tail.
It was hot out, so John kept the dogs cool with the hose. Miles kept a wide space between himself and the hose. Despite his antisocial-ness, he ended up finding something useful to do in their backyard — he located a rat hole, and with some diligent snuffling, managed to flush out the rat!
The last night of our visit, I had set up something fun for me and Miles to do. I had googled “Windsor agility,” and found The Border City Barkers club website. I had emailed the man who runs the club, Roland, and asked if I could come practice with their club. He invited me to call him for the details, and it was a go! The night before we left, my mother, Nana, Miles and I headed 20 minutes out of town, to a really nice Equestrian Center (shown above and below from the car). The place was hopping! Half the barn was Roland teaching students, and the other half was the club’s practice. The club was huge! There were around 25 people and dogs taking turns practicing! It was set up so that two people would run the course at the same time, and everyone else waited in a line up inside the barn on the side. A non-stop cycle of activity! The club members were extremely nice and welcoming. Miles and I had a great time, and got in some good practice.
After that outing, we all slept well the night before the goodbyes. It was good, my Nana slept and didn’t have time to worry about us flying. And that was the conclusion to our trip — a day of flying later, we were back home on the west coast, where winter was in full swing.