This one occured when we were living in Kitimat - the memory of it still makes me smile. We were going to Kamloops for Christmas in our Wagovan. Our kids were pretty small back then, so we managed to squish April into our car too. We were loaded down with luggage and Christmas presents, I'm sure the car was dragging on the ground. So, the six of us were on our way. The roads were pretty slushy and our windshield sprayer didn't work, so Brian was trying to wipe off the windshield with napkins, etc, while we were driving down the highway. We had to pull over every 15 minutes or so to wipe it down with snow. You would think that this all by itself would be something to remember. However, that is not all, oh no, that is not all. We had stopped in Williams Lake to buy chicken, etc to eat on the way. Well, with the car as packed as it was we didn't have room to carry along a paper bag of chicken bones and dirty napkins. So, we pulled in at a rest area just before we got to 100 Mile House and unloaded our garbage in an appropriate garbage can. Brian was just getting back into our loaded little car when he looked up and there is this truck backing up at full speed towards us. He squealed to a stop beside us, stormed around his truck and approached Brian. He looked at our BC license plates, nodded to himself and then yelled through the window "Look at that sign - FOR TOURIST USE ONLY!!! What part of tourist don't you understand!!!" Brian, looking somewhat bewildered started pointing to the car and trying to explain that we were tourists. Finally the psycho garbage man dragged Brian over to the garbage can, snatched off the lid and exclaimed, "Aha!!!". Then he looked down and saw that there was only a little chicken box in the bottom of the can. He apologized by saying, "Sorry, some local keeps dumping their garbage here. I've been trying to catch the perp for months." The funniest part of this whole episode is that he actually used the word "perp". Aaahhhh, another fond memory.
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