Sudbury and Back Again: A Photo Journal

I traveled four hours north of Toronto to Sudbury this past week... twice. Here are some photos.

I ate DQ served in a bra.

Sudbury stylin': T-shirt tucked into white tiger pants.
I asked this guy for directions and learned the hard way how obsessed people in Sudbury are with giving directions. He wouldn't let me drive off until I assured him I had memorized where I was going. So creepy.

Never in my life did I think I'd see a sign pointing me towards "the Soo."

This had to be done. You only live once!

Yes! A record store in Chelmsford, ON.
I was disappointed to learn that it was just a big sign on someone's front lawn.


I was pulled over on the side of the road taking notes. The lady in this car pulled over next to me and motioned for me to roll down my window. "Do you need any directions? Are you lost?"
True story.

This shot was taken for work. I only noticed in the office today what the name of this store is.

It sucks to be stuck for half an hour behind a truck transporting livestock when you're desperate to speed home after driving over 4 hours to do 20 minutes of work. It REALLY sucks when the smell seeps into your car's AC and sticks around even after you've had the chance to pass it.

Good times.