Updates from the Van - Leaving Ontario

Posted on October 19, 2009  •  2 minutes  • 221 words

The music had been paused so we could listen to the engine. Ahead of us was a hill, but not just any hill. It was steep, the paving had some serious wear and tear in it, and worst of all, it was taunting us. “You’ll never make it up me, you sissies.”  You’re dead hill, so dead. I took cruise control off, slammed my foot down on the gas pedal, and listened to the engine…Don’t blow up, don’t blow up, don’t blow up… The roaring sound of the engine began getting louder with every inch the van made. The van’s speed went from a rapid 114 kilometers per hour to 100, 95, 90, 80. We began rocking our bodies back and forth, laughing at how stupid we must look, all in an effort to help the big ugly van. Two Quebec vehicles slowed down on their way up to see us throwing our weight out of desperation. They laughed. I didn’t blame them. \\[/caption] The big ugly van pushed forward, and finally after what seemed like forever, we made it to the climax of the hill. The drowning noise of the engine faded into the whistling sound of the wind coming through the windows. Take that hill, who’s the sissy now? The van began it’s downhill decent. Goodbye Ontario, Bonjour Quebec.