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We danced and sang in the new Kia Sportage all the way to Huntsville and spent the night in a motel 6. Our hotel was a new one just at the intersection of highway
11 and highway 60. Our exit to head into Algonquin was perfect for travellers like us. A Timmy’s (the last one for the
time in the park), a bulk barn to buy perfect food for chipmunks, raccoons and bears, a Wal-Mart for all the stuff you remembered
forgetting while driving this far, an East Side Marios or a Boston Pizza for the last supper, and a big grocery store for
ice and all the perishables you want to eat, but didn’t want to pack.
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