We pulled in to London with snow squalls threatening to keep us holed up at Jodi's place for the entire time. They didn't really materialize, but we were able to put together a snowman...
with a moustache.
On the way back north, we took the four-o-one through Toronto and when we made it through the traffic jam, we turned onto highway 45 for a scenic back roads adventure. The landscape was really beautiful. We drove by some beautiful old farms that were nestled in between the drumlins. We stopped for a lunch in a little town called Hastings, where Aaron took us for a fine meal of fish and chips. Thanks again Aaron.