#4 - Go Somewhere Where I Need My Passport

Technically, I completed this one last April with a one-day trip to our manufacturing plant in Juarez, Mexico.  So, the stamp at right was the first to adorn my shiny new passport.

Somehow a quick sprint across the border, plant tour and meeting, followed by a return sprint back to the friendly confines of El Paso did not really seem to meet with the spirit of item #4, so I decided to hold off and see if I couldn't come up with something a little more like international vacationing.

I was thinking that Denise might like a stay at some resort, maybe south of France sort of thing.  Came up with something much better; CANADA!  Kind of like France, French being one of their two national languages, better in that we are in western Canada, where I have a rudimentary command of the language.  By employing my limited vocabulary along with animated gesticulations I seem to be able to communicate with most of the indigenous peoples.
 
As proof of my being in Canada, I submit the following;

Exhibit A: Westjet boarding pass

Exhibit B: Passport stamp from the Canada Border Services Agency

Exhibit C: Canadian beef



Exhibit D: Me, with some woman, at Dutch Creek with Hoodoos in the background

Better than any resort, I am spending the week at the famous Hog Lodge; five-star guest accommodations, excellent cuisine, live entertainment (belly dancers), lattes on demand, kayaking, hiking, Cuban cigars, fireworks (and they don't even lock up their liquor!)

More to come, I'll post a link to the balance of the photos after I've had time to pare through them and redact some of the more incriminating evidence.