It isn't very often that I experience anything even closely approximating good luck, so I'm particularly thankful that the usual tide of misery that governs the ebb and flow of my days suddenly reached slack at a propitious moment.
After an awful day on the road, I arrived at Nipigon dog-eared, late, and keen to get some kip.
That bad luck of mine first led me to the Town and Country Inn. An establishment that I later discovered to be as reputable a source of accommodation as is standing in a septic field holding a tarp over your head.
I followed my instinct to leave, and drove across the highway to the Timberwolf Inn. I don't know why things worked out for me this time so superlatively, as my usual course of luck should have found me me in a ditch with stab wounds. It didn't, and I'm grateful.
Of course, trying to judge an establishment's pedigree at night is next to impossible, so in my sleep-deprived state, I entered the Timberwolf's entrance, and hoped for the best.
Low-and-behold, what did I see? Evidence of a very recent and very thorough upgrade. The place was spotless, and fully modernized.
I almost wept when I entered my room, as it was exquisite. Everywhere I looked, my eyes were greeted with perfection.
Everything in the room was modern, and tastefully decorated.
I slept like royalty in these magnificent surroundings, and thanked my lucky stars that for first time in my life, a decision that I made didn't turn into putrid nightmare.
What a treasure of a place, and after having slept in a fair number of hotels/motels on this trip across Canada, the Timberwolf Inn was right at the top of the list.
I can state unhesitatingly that I'd happily stay there again. read more