Sunday, August 21, 2011: entered Canada

It’s as beautiful as everyone says.  Reminiscent of the American west, yet somehow entirely different.  Crossing the border was a bit unnerving, as I am a freedom-loving Texan, but everything else has been lovely.  We’re at a “health lodge” in 100 Mile House, British Columbia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/100_Mile_House,_British_Columbia) for the evening, and plan to have a run through the mountains and a big breakfast tomorrow morning.  But for now, sleep.