As luck would have it we have seen all the elements over the last few days here in Lake Louise. Snow storms, wind, a little rain, and tomorrow they are calling for -20...brrrrr. Not only that, but we had a hellacious travel day getting up here. It was painfully slow but laughable at the same time so I had to write a song about it just to stay sane. I will give you the poetic version of "Just Another Travel Day" which started off in Beaver Creek, Colorado and ended in Lake Louise, Canada. I use some nicknames in the song but the storyline is true. Hope you enjoy!
-Just Another Travel Day-
we left a little early from the birds of prey
the weather was a coming so we made our getaway
19 was in the middle petite demage took the rear
while swampy's sweating bullets hoping the roads were free and clear
we pulled up to the counter at good old DIA
carrying ten bags a piece...and most were overweight
did our best sweet talking but it wasn't sweet enough
another sixteenhundred dollars and we were on our way up north
sat out on the runway in the freezing rain
when the de-ice machine man noticed a dent in the plane
the captain on that speaker said it shouldn't be too long
it was two hours later when we finally left the ground
slipped through immigration and to the carousel
to claim our bulky luggage and get on to the hotel
a few came up missing so we checked all our tags
to find the missing pieces left on DIA's tarmac
waiting at the curbside for the truck to show
the battery had died it was a chill 20 below
then we piled all our gear into a couple mini vans
three were sitting shotgun and i was pressed up against the dash
rolled into the husky for a bite to eat
where a trucker told us a joke through his four remaining teeth
our waitress turned and smiled her face was shining red
the joke directed towards her saying their romance was dead
woke up in the morning to a day that seemed to care
about our destination and the answer to our prayer
to load up on groceries and get an early start
but the check out machine went crazy and declined our credit cards
swampy's card said rearick, 19's was low on funds
so we cut the bill in half and threw it on Becky's mom's
stuffed into the mini where for hours we would sit
caught a road block in canmoore and storm that wouldn't quit
the winds were strong and biting which caused our late arrival
we pulled up to the inn roughed and tired short of smile
welcome to louise we're pleased you made it safe
but you're rooms aren't quite ready so you'll just have to wait
-Just Another Travel Day-
we left a little early from the birds of prey
the weather was a coming so we made our getaway
19 was in the middle petite demage took the rear
while swampy's sweating bullets hoping the roads were free and clear
we pulled up to the counter at good old DIA
carrying ten bags a piece...and most were overweight
did our best sweet talking but it wasn't sweet enough
another sixteenhundred dollars and we were on our way up north
sat out on the runway in the freezing rain
when the de-ice machine man noticed a dent in the plane
the captain on that speaker said it shouldn't be too long
it was two hours later when we finally left the ground
slipped through immigration and to the carousel
to claim our bulky luggage and get on to the hotel
a few came up missing so we checked all our tags
to find the missing pieces left on DIA's tarmac
waiting at the curbside for the truck to show
the battery had died it was a chill 20 below
then we piled all our gear into a couple mini vans
three were sitting shotgun and i was pressed up against the dash
rolled into the husky for a bite to eat
where a trucker told us a joke through his four remaining teeth
our waitress turned and smiled her face was shining red
the joke directed towards her saying their romance was dead
woke up in the morning to a day that seemed to care
about our destination and the answer to our prayer
to load up on groceries and get an early start
but the check out machine went crazy and declined our credit cards
swampy's card said rearick, 19's was low on funds
so we cut the bill in half and threw it on Becky's mom's
stuffed into the mini where for hours we would sit
caught a road block in canmoore and storm that wouldn't quit
the winds were strong and biting which caused our late arrival
we pulled up to the inn roughed and tired short of smile
welcome to louise we're pleased you made it safe
but you're rooms aren't quite ready so you'll just have to wait
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