Just thought I'd take a moment to say that Murray and I are still alive and doing well. We're almost done with the Canadian half of our vacation and are about to move on to the Texan half. Here's my favorite quotes from the trip so far:
Customs officer at Canadian border: Are you taking anything with you other than clothing.
Dad: A painting.
Customs officer: What is the value?
Dad: Oh, no, it has no value. It's all just painted by hand.
Customs officer: All right. Move on through.
I think that Murray almost had an anneurism at the suggestion that a "painted by hand" painting had no value. And that the customs officer wouldn't think that was something to investigate futher. Since it's a PRINT of a painting, my suggestion after the fact was that he should have said, "No, it's a photocopy. It has no value." That would be more believable. And "painted by hand"? Painted by foot is much more valuable.
Grandpa: Well, we're in North Bay now, and this is the home of the Dionne Quintiplets.
Grandpa: Quintiplets. There were six of them I think. QuinTRIplets. Six.
Me: Quintuplets. There were five. Quint means five.
Grandpa: Well, if your grandmother were here, she could tell ya.
Dad (about the neighborhood where I was born): It all looks a little red necky right now. I guess it looked a little red neck back then, too. I guess we WERE a little red neck. We just didn't know because we had to wear scarves.
I'll post more details about our Canadian adventures when I'm home and when I can post the accompanying pictures!