When the bus rolled into Thunder Bay, the first of the weird names, I could see the lake just got even bigger. To put it into perspective, it had taken over twelve hours of near continuous driving to get from Sudbury to Thunder Bay. If you ever get the chance to look at the area around the great lakes on a map, do. It is unbelievable how many lakes there actually are. It looks like a blue speckled green blanket or something, with the odd massive lake. These smaller lakes continued all the way to Winnipeg. Another ten hours later. During the trip I had been chatting to some people on the bus, they had formed a sort of group near the back of the bus. I was on the edge of this group, I liked be near enough to get involved but far enough out to turn around and have a little nap here and there. When we got off in Winnipeg, we had the over four hour stop to take. What to do in this time. One thing is for sure, I really fancy a beer or three. The bus station is weirdly placed in the airport terminal. To get there, the bus had to drive around and through the airport. I noticed a couple of bars on the way through, there were some hotel bars and a sports bar. The sports bar was the nearest. The back of the bus group went to the bar too, we all met in there. It gave a chance to charge my laptop, check emails and the like and most importantly have some beer. A couple of beers down I joined in a few games of pool. Then as the beer kept coming, it was shortly followed up with tequila. I only had one shot but the other were having shot after shot. The time to get back on the bus was drawing near. We finished our game, and beer, then went back to the bus station. We had to be in the queue a bit earlier here as they had a very strict security protocol. Some time recently, a mad man went on this bus route from Winnipeg to Vancouver and along the journey they had slit somebody's throat. They smuggled a machete on the bus and for some unknown reason killed their neighbour. After hearing this, it jogged my memory of somebody in Montreal telling me this story. I didn't believe it, I thought they were taking the piss but apparently not, hence the heightened security. It was now 23.00 on the second day of the journey, thirty six hours in. We got back on the bus and sat in our seats. It was late, I was tired and went to sleep.