Escape from Canada

Our paperwork finally came through yesterday!! Massive relief.
We collected it from Dave and, within an hour, were back on the
road headed south out of Toronto.

We drove to a little Canadian town called Rockport or Rockwell
or something, eating out at a restaurant because the chef used
to be a military chef and had apparently cooked for a bunch of
royalty. We figured we hadn't eaten any decent food for a while,
and this was bound to be good.

It was mediocre at best, but the restaurant was kinda cute and
there was an old lady with a goose jumper almost the same as
mine. I suppose I shouldn't boast about that.

We were desperate for an electricity hook up and a dump station,
so we headed for a campsite called Nor-Halton Park, which was
allegedly open all year round.

This ended up being the scariest experience of my life; I'm fairly
sure we'd walked right into some kind of post-annihilation
situation. Either that or a very localised holocaust.

We circled the entire park, looking for signs of life, of which
there were none. Most of the campsites were taken. There
were campervans and RV's, all plugged into the electricity,
but their residents were nowhere to be found. Children's bikes
lay abandoned by the side of the road. The swings sat solitary,
the seesaw broken. The toilet block was open but the lights did
not work.

We considered leaving. Finding another place. But our gypsy-like
ways took over; here was a free nights stay, free electricity!
Murder was a risk we were prepared to take.

We parked up and decided to explore on foot; walking around
that campsite was like stepping into a low budget horror film.
We saw smoke through the trees and heard snapping wood. A
mans shadow appeared in the woods, tending a campfire. No
doubt cooking the previous night's holiday makers.

He was the single only person we saw. I don't think he saw us,
and it's fairly likely we would have been his next victims if he had.

We drove out of creepsville and decided to cross the border back
into the USA. After a thorough search of our van, and after Will
got told off for putting his hands in his pockets (the cops take things
"very seriously" over here), we were allowed back into the country.
Phew.

We bypassed Detroit and found another Michigan town to spend
tonight. Now we're back in the USA, we can start attempting to
sell the RV!