In March, Miku was visiting but on our trip to Canada, Riin diagnosed him with a CRS syndrome*, so instead of his report, I am giving you a short overview of what has been going on.
Miku arrived with a hot summer breeze of +30 degrees in the middle of March that according to all scripts is more than unusual. First of all because it was March and secondly, because it was Chicago. Luckily, when Miku flew back to Europe, he took the weather back with him. I don`t like summer in the middle of winter season, so aitäh.

Together we all flew to Edmonton, Canada (for the money that could have taken all of us to Switzerland, Estonia and back). But it was worth every Canadian dollar. Edmonton that most only know by the ice-hockey team Oilers has been a home for Riin for some time now. Maybe because of her I got a somewhat biased picture but I felt great sympathy towards this vast, gray, industrial working class city. Mainly probably because Riin lives in a very cool historic neighborhood Old Strathcona where the food is simply amazing and where they have more bookstores on one street than in the whole Chicago and its suburbs.



Clerg drove us to Jasper, a small village full of hotels and restaurants, and tourist traps of all sorts but the first Italian (Greek-Slovak-Polish-Spanish?) diner filled our empty stomachs well. The next day Miku and Clerg and I took a tour around and got some other pleasant experiences - the post office there must be the nicest one in the whole North America and people in shops fill you up with all sorts of knowledge, who needs Lonely Planet anyway.

The next day mostly consisted of white mountain tops and many photo stops on the road. As I wrote on many of our postcards home, to the Engadine, the Rockies looked as if they were the grandmother of the Alps. Giant, and very quiet. Of course the latter was also because we were there in the middle of the seasons so that the skiers had left and hikers could not come yet.






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