We finally made it... BEN & JERRYS!

Well, today’s the day that Jen has spent her whole life waiting for… It’s BEN & JERRY’s Day!
We awoke this morning to rain… and lots of it. The campsite was awash and our lovely view of the lake was somewhat obscured by mist. But hey, it was still a view nonetheless.
We finally managed to get packed up as the rain died off for 10 mins and headed off to B&J’s just up the road… It rained some more. We arrived and were directed to park by the raincoat clad employees right outside the “Flavour Graveyard”. This is where all the flavours that don’t sell too well go when they stop making them… quite touching!
We legged it to the factory and got our tickets fro the tour… a whole $3 each (about £1.50). It’s only a half hour tour but its worth it as you get some free ice cream of a flavour they haven’t released yet at the end. You get to see all the stages in aking the ice cream from a room above the factory floor. The tour also gives you some of the history of B&J’s… did you know, for instance, that Ben & Jerry decided to make ice cream because the ice cream machine was cheaper than a Pretzel maker and they learnt how to do it through a $5 correspondence course! They aren’t really business minded blokes at all. Anyway at the end of the tour we had cinnabon flavour ice cream 


We then went to the souvenir shop and Jen spent our entire holiday budget of a load of bits’n’bobs! Actually some of it is quite cool so I’m not complaining.
We then made tracks and headed to Canada. Jen was really worried about us getting into Canada with the Camel, me, I just played it cool ;-) As it happened the border crossing was a doddle although they chappy did have to make a phone call to check up about a UK registered car. We whooped and cheered our way past the people who were being searched (attracting a lot of unnecessary attention to ourselves) and made our merry way into Canada. This place really messes with your mind! There are still all the American things all over the place, big trucks, stupidly huge pick up trucks, clap board houses with porches and rocking chair, but… everything is in French… and the landscape even looks a bit like Northern France… but you know its not!
We’re starting to notice the week that we lost waiting for the Camel already, so we’ve decided we need to make up some of that lost time. We are just outside Montreal at the mo, and rather than going back to spend a day there we are going to peg it down to Toronto instead and try to get a Motel/B&B near town so we can have a wander round tomorrow evening. At least that’s the plan! By Wednesday we hope to be at Niagara Falls.