On the way to SSI 2014
Ah, we're arriving at Cobourg. I can at least take a picture of the station.
I sent the picture and text of the posting to my wife, Beverley, and this was her response:
"I'm looking at the picture again and it is so perfectly Canadian . . . bleak, empty and drizzly. Not a soul in sight.
Maybe there is something sinister going on after all; maybe all the Via Rail agents and all the customers have been locked in the dark basement of the station and foreign agents have already boarded the train to begin doing their dastardly deeds. Be careful . . . trust no-one!"