Thunder, expressway, downpour, Guelph, covered wooden bridge, river walk, chicken curry.

We had considered leaving the blog entry as this cryptic listing that we use for notes when we're behind with blog writing but Dave insists that we write a little more as the trip to Guelph was all about taking Jill back to where she'd lived and worked for three months in the Summer of 1977. The thing is you really shouldn't go back! Jill recalls nothing of what is there, apart from the University: not the cathedral sitting imposingly on a hill above downtown; not the train station she used many times to travel to Toronto at the weekend; not downtown; nor could we find the ice-cream shop that figures large in her memory of her time there!

We strolled along the riverside where there is an old covered wooden bridge (not that Jill could have told you there was a river let alone a historic bridge) - this maybe could have been pleasant in slightly better weather but in the humid overcast day we had following the thunderstorm as we arrived in Guelph it wasn't really nice but the mosquitoes did think it was a nice climate - so a fresh set of bites! So a longish drive for very little. Interesting as an exercise in reliving the past but probably our least good day of the trip: back in Toronto the highlight of the day was the chicken curry Dave cooked for tea.