And They're Off!

We left just in time for the sun to be shining directly into our eyes once we turned east. Initial entertainment consisted of counting magpies and ravens, noticeably huge and obviously not suffering through a bitter winter.
One of the first items on the agenda was to name the GPS. I thought Gary would be nice. He suggested "Useless Elizabeth" but the GPS is in fact quite the opposite, so "useless" was quickly discarded. By me anyway. Then he suggested "Susie". But I wanted a male GPS so even tho the voice is feminine, Gary Garmin it will be. I just have to decide on one "r" or two.
We made good time, picking up our first rock chip from a big truck on Hwy 36 at 9:48 a.m. By 10:40 I was craving some Tim's coffee, but none in sight.
I don't exactly know why we veered off to Lethbridge. We could have stayed in Taber, or actually kept going.
The hotel room in Leth is woefully unattractive but serviceable nonetheless. Old everything. Older than 1970s hotel rooms, with the original carpet, bedspread, paint job, etc. A creaky wooden floor. It was presented as a Super 8 online, but apparently has been a Thriftlodge of Travelodge for a couple of years.
We got the windshield fixed at Speedy Glass, ate and drank at Tims, and now are headed to a Casino. Yes, there's a casino here.
I saw a Greyhound bus, but wasn't tempted to hop on board and return home. Must carry on, and support the ailing American economy.
Right now Guy is playing with Gary and calling him names, trying to make him do things he does not know how to do, like find IDAHO.