When I was a lot younger, I used to visit a friend who was studying nursing at the U of A in Edmonton. I lived in Victoria would get off work at 4, catch the 5pm ferry to the mainland and drive all night. The 13 hr trip out wasn't too bad but after a weekend, little sleep, the drive back Sunday night would often have me seeing bushes at the side of the road come to life and other odd sights on the way. In those days, the CPR had a ferry that left Vancouver at 3am and arrived in Nanaimo around 5:30am. Just enough time to drive home to Victoria, change my shirt, crab a coffee and head to work. I recall one of the older fellows I worked with asking what I did on the weekend. I replied that I had been in Edmonton to visit my girlfriend. When did you get back? he asked. My reply was, About 30 minutes ago...
Its a wonder any of us survived...
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