We were afraid the border crossing would be an awful ordeal and they would spend forever searching through every crevice of the motorhome. When we pulled up to the border crossing, we were surprised to see a bit of a line with most of the license plates stating they were Alberta residents. Off to the left (in the distance) we could see where a tour bus was pulled over to the side being searched along with a few RVs. We were thinking that we would for sure be there a while so they could use a fine-tooth comb to search the motorhome.
It was our turn to pull up to the window before we knew it, and they asked for our passports and rabies vaccine certificates for our animals. With a quick check through all of the paperwork and a few questions about our stay in Canada, we were on our way through...without being searched! I remember seeing (as we drove past the area where they pull over vehicles to search them) an older couple next to their motorhome with the woman's purse on the ground being combed over by a Canadian border crossing agent. I felt so bad for them both, but was so relieved we weren't in the same boat.
Our destination to stop for the night was supposed to be in Calgary, but we decided not to push the motorhome to hard. We ended up stopping in Nanton, AB to get fuel at a Flying J and decided to stay the night in the large parking area at the station.
We took one look at the gas price, and we were stumped...surely it doesn't cost $117 a gallon. Oh, $1.17/liter! That's better.
After eating some Papa John's pizza, we went in the convenience store to get some cash from the ATM. We were eager to see what the Canadian currency looked like, but little did we know it would look like a piece of art.
We took Molly for a long walk and stretched our legs taking in the small town's scenery. They had some restored grain mills that you could take tours on, but of course it was closed for the day. Once we toured to town, it was time for bed.
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