Buckhorn

It's hard to say good-bye to girls. It's time for us to go back to KHH and then final countdown for X'mas. Stan's family opens their arms to welcome us and we do have good time with girls. Dave and Stan, a crazy team! It's good to see their brain storm with passion.

Well, let's start from last night - Packing until 4AM. Those 3 suitcases are seriously made me worry about overweight for Sunday. Finally Dave packed his project. It did mean we "are" going home.

I couldn't sleep well whole night, actually, 3 hours. It stops snowing and it's 0 degrees with little cloud on sky. So, I double check and make sure nothing is left over. Well, we do leave something here coz we are worry about overweight. Some books and things will stay here until we come back. I think it helps girls a bit as an evident for our return. When I can't think (coffee is still in fridge), I chat with Michael and Cynthia. Yes, I do feel like I am coming home. Carnegies!!!

And then, it takes me 1 hour to wake up Dave. Poor Dave! 5 hours sleep only! He makes me a cup of coffee. Oh, so sweet. And then, Maire comes around. She starts to explain me why she can't come with us. She can't stay in my suitcase while we take flights home. She needs to take a flight with family member. Dave said:"Your Dad is my boddy. Your mom is a closed friend of mine. I live in your house from time to time. You can come with me." And then, Maire's reply is: "This person must be an ADULT". (@_@) Cecilia switchs our topic into lighting a fire on candy. Of course, Stan will enjoy to make this fire to keep girls warm.

It's time to say good-bye. In my TW behave, I'd like to say some things to girls, each of them. But I better keep them to myself. So, just say good-bye. Oh, it's so difficult, especially on Maire. Lucky me, be able to hold tears back until I come to downstair. Be honest, I was rush to come downstair. Therefore, I haven't get chance to say good-bye to Kimka. Kimka is still in bed coz she stayed late until midnight. However, at least, Anna kicks Kimka out of bed and say good-bye to DC.

Here we go. We hit the road. We left Buckhorn and take a coach from Peterborough to Toronto. Wow, we were kind of "limousine". Before we left station, we were the only customer. And then, a phone call came, we got company, just a young lady. So, DC got chance to chat with Canadian. You have no idea these 6 weeks DC was working all the time. People around us, I can say none of them are Canadian, most European. In 2nd thought, who is local? Who is Canadian? In YYZ, you see ppl work in YYZ, I will question they are Canadian?