The rain falls from the ground up in Manitoba.

We joked that once we crossed the border the landscape would just fall flat. We were right. Thank god we listened to our experienced friends and family when they said appreciate Ontario. As much as we needed to be out of the province for this experience to feel real, I do miss the rolling hills and ever changing scenery. Right now were travelling along Highway 1 or the Trans Canada Highway headed for Winnipeg. It really is one long straight away and the tree line has officially disappeared. The highway signage is different and the other drivers rarely signal to change lanes. At one point we thought it was raining. Looking around at strange people in the cars (Manitobans are all weird!) beside and ahead of us we realized that it had rained and the wet droplets continuously spraying the windshield was the spray up from the tires rushing through leftover puddles. All I can think is thank god we are headed to our hotel because all I want in life is a shower.

I am a grease monkey.

I think we’re dehydrated too because my skin itches like crazy.

Next stop, Winnipeg.

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