Return to Winnipeg: Minivan Reunion
Jul. 31st, 2023 11:21 pmI have a lot of pictures from the Churchill-to-Winnipeg return train trip, but I haven't had time to caption them, which means they're useless. If you follow me on Mastodon, you will have seen some of them when I had a little bit of bandwidth on the train trip.
We had a lot of people on board from Churchill to Waboden, which is where the people who had come to Thompson to board the train and were stymied by the derailment got stuck. They were airlifted to Churchill, but were returning by train, including a charter bus to take them from Waboden back to Thompson. After they left the train, things got much quieter.
The crew of our train took a liking to our group of six SF/train fans, and near the end of the trip, our sleeping car attendant gave Lisa a big hug. I think they're looking forward to seeing our future episodes of Railway Legends, Myths, and Stories about this trip. We certainly shot a huge pile of material.
Because of the Thompson derailment, we spent more than eight hours standing at The Pas waiting for our schedule to catch up to us. Nevertheless, we lost some time toward Winnipeg. However, as we neared the end of our journey, it looked like it might be just barely possible to get over to the auto shop. I called the mechanic, told him we were nearly in Winnipeg and I would come directly to his shop as fast as I could. He said that he would wait for me, which was a huge relief.
We arrived in Winnipeg at about 5:30 PM, and Lisa and I had gotten our luggage stages so that we were off the train pretty quickly. We got everything to the station rotunda. I left it all with Lisa and ran outside. No taxis waiting, but while I was fumbling with my phone trying to call a taxi company, an available taxi pulled up. I hopped in and we got to TS Auto Service at 5:55. I paid for the repairs and made for Union Station.
I had unwanted excitement pulling out of the shop, as he'd not properly closed the sliding door, and it slid open as I turned onto to the street. Fortunately, it is a relatively quiet street and I could immediately pull over, hop out, and close the door. I then followed the Google Maps directions back to the train station; unfortunately, that ended up leading me around to the back of the station and into parking lots, and it took me a few minutes to get untangled.
Lisa had managed to secure a luggage cart and had made her way out to the curb just a couple of minutes before I got to the loading area in front of the station. She loaded the minivan while I ran inside to use the restroom. The van was ready when I came back out, and I was working out our next stop while she went inside to use the restroom herself. While I was fiddling with my phone, a Via Rail employee came out and retrieved the cart, saving us having to take it back.
We had managed to get so far ahead that Lisa suggested that we go get the stored bags and boxes immediately. She drove and I navigated down to our friend's house. When we got there, I cleared her kitchen and living room of the stuff we'd stored in her house, Lisa repacked the van, and we thanked her for her generosity.
From there, it was off to the downtown Winnipeg Holiday Inn & Suites. They were very nice to us. In lieu of a room upgrade, they gave us free parking and a free breakfast, which I think is a fine trade. They were out of luggage carts, though (customers inconsiderately not returning them), so Lisa and I took only a few things up to the room; it would be at least enough to repack some of the things we'd need for our return road trip.
We made a short walk to the nearest grocery store we could find, where we bought a whole lot of cold beverages. Even if I end up leaving behind half of the 4 litre container of milk I bought, it will be worth it. I was really thirsty!
While Lisa took a bath (something you can't do on the train), I ordered pizza, which arrived as scheduled. Unlike the Delta, which required us to come to the lobby to collect our food, the Holiday Inn allowed the delivery person to bring it to our room. I felt a bit better after eating the pizza and drinking my fill.
I'd love to add photos, but sleep is more important. Originally I was going to work a half-day tomorrow morning, but instead I'm going to get extra sleep before we hit the road to head west across Canada. Maybe I'll someday get those photos arranged and can write about the "missing" days from my timeline.
The Churchill trip was great, and I could even see doing it again, but I'm glad to be back in a large hotel room instead of a small compartment, especially a room that we can cool to suit ourselves. I have an extended checkout on Tuesday morning. Sleep awaits.
We had a lot of people on board from Churchill to Waboden, which is where the people who had come to Thompson to board the train and were stymied by the derailment got stuck. They were airlifted to Churchill, but were returning by train, including a charter bus to take them from Waboden back to Thompson. After they left the train, things got much quieter.
The crew of our train took a liking to our group of six SF/train fans, and near the end of the trip, our sleeping car attendant gave Lisa a big hug. I think they're looking forward to seeing our future episodes of Railway Legends, Myths, and Stories about this trip. We certainly shot a huge pile of material.
Because of the Thompson derailment, we spent more than eight hours standing at The Pas waiting for our schedule to catch up to us. Nevertheless, we lost some time toward Winnipeg. However, as we neared the end of our journey, it looked like it might be just barely possible to get over to the auto shop. I called the mechanic, told him we were nearly in Winnipeg and I would come directly to his shop as fast as I could. He said that he would wait for me, which was a huge relief.
We arrived in Winnipeg at about 5:30 PM, and Lisa and I had gotten our luggage stages so that we were off the train pretty quickly. We got everything to the station rotunda. I left it all with Lisa and ran outside. No taxis waiting, but while I was fumbling with my phone trying to call a taxi company, an available taxi pulled up. I hopped in and we got to TS Auto Service at 5:55. I paid for the repairs and made for Union Station.
I had unwanted excitement pulling out of the shop, as he'd not properly closed the sliding door, and it slid open as I turned onto to the street. Fortunately, it is a relatively quiet street and I could immediately pull over, hop out, and close the door. I then followed the Google Maps directions back to the train station; unfortunately, that ended up leading me around to the back of the station and into parking lots, and it took me a few minutes to get untangled.
Lisa had managed to secure a luggage cart and had made her way out to the curb just a couple of minutes before I got to the loading area in front of the station. She loaded the minivan while I ran inside to use the restroom. The van was ready when I came back out, and I was working out our next stop while she went inside to use the restroom herself. While I was fiddling with my phone, a Via Rail employee came out and retrieved the cart, saving us having to take it back.
We had managed to get so far ahead that Lisa suggested that we go get the stored bags and boxes immediately. She drove and I navigated down to our friend's house. When we got there, I cleared her kitchen and living room of the stuff we'd stored in her house, Lisa repacked the van, and we thanked her for her generosity.
From there, it was off to the downtown Winnipeg Holiday Inn & Suites. They were very nice to us. In lieu of a room upgrade, they gave us free parking and a free breakfast, which I think is a fine trade. They were out of luggage carts, though (customers inconsiderately not returning them), so Lisa and I took only a few things up to the room; it would be at least enough to repack some of the things we'd need for our return road trip.
We made a short walk to the nearest grocery store we could find, where we bought a whole lot of cold beverages. Even if I end up leaving behind half of the 4 litre container of milk I bought, it will be worth it. I was really thirsty!
While Lisa took a bath (something you can't do on the train), I ordered pizza, which arrived as scheduled. Unlike the Delta, which required us to come to the lobby to collect our food, the Holiday Inn allowed the delivery person to bring it to our room. I felt a bit better after eating the pizza and drinking my fill.
I'd love to add photos, but sleep is more important. Originally I was going to work a half-day tomorrow morning, but instead I'm going to get extra sleep before we hit the road to head west across Canada. Maybe I'll someday get those photos arranged and can write about the "missing" days from my timeline.
The Churchill trip was great, and I could even see doing it again, but I'm glad to be back in a large hotel room instead of a small compartment, especially a room that we can cool to suit ourselves. I have an extended checkout on Tuesday morning. Sleep awaits.