Laundry, photo backup, and last-minute ticketing arrangements would ensue until the late evening.
"What is the plan?"
"Pick you up when you wake up and are ready."
The response was music to my ears. After all, early morning departures were not my cup of tea.
On the way to Niagara-on-the-Lake, I proceeded to launch my seemingly endless stack of concerns into the unassuming lap of the sleepy polar bear, who could barely follow my mad jumble of thoughts, let alone process them. The issues had primarily emerged from the past weekend, and were named off one by one for individual resolution. A consensus was achieved prior to our arrival at COWS, though it remains a mystery whether application would follow suite.
"Do you want to check it out?" asked the sleepy polar bear knowingly.
I didn't even need to respond, and promptly pulled open the doors to inspect the eco bags I had spied from the glass window.
Other seasonal (and store) exclusives were picked up along the way: a 4-pack of Black Sapporo, Big Rig's Broken Sled Gingerbread Stout, Grand River's Midnight on the Grand Black Lager, and Cowbell's White Mocha Coffee Chocolate Nitro White Stout.
I observed the scene with one raised eyebrow: a ravenous creature indulging in successive bites of a pita, face smothered in presumably tzatziki sauce.