Drumheller?

Next to the anthropomorphized ceratopsian with the improbable accessories, Kim and Carol smile in spite of the punishing heat, and Carol keeps rocking Lennard Taylor.

Yes, Drumheller, where there's lots of work for the local teenagers at the many hotels and attractions in this otherwise tiny (8,000 people), sleepy, formerly-burgeoning-but-now-spent coal mining town.

Now it's dinosaurs, their fossilized remains and the many fine products - toys, t-shirts - featuring dinosaurs' fossilized remains that drive the economy of the town where Mike Myers' sister lives and teaches art classes.

What're we doing here?

Eating well for one thing:

Kim pretends she's going to eat the whole thing... That's the "Mammoth Burger" at Bernie and the Boys Bistro at the corner of Fourth and Third. It's the house trademark burger - apparently someone once ate one in less than ten minutes. It took the five of us longer than that, but it was a truly fine burger. The fries and milkshakes both showed the skill and quality of a lost age.

A local named Lothar (his bona fide true and own name) leads Ghost Walks on Friday and Saturday nights. 

Bruce gets all the fun roles: when we were in Italy, he got to be the king of France. In Drumheller, he was Annie, a six foot four inch three hundred pound bartender who made friends with the local constable and was his enforcer ever after.

We're here for three nights hanging out and having fun. But this is the twenty-first century, so the heat is unbelievable and the horizons are smudged with smoke from BC forest fires.

Thanks for reading!

Karen