What I didn't realize is that Drumheller lies roughly 30,000km from Revelstoke, through a time-space continuum, beyond which the apocalypse has occured. Alberta in April is really, really depressing. I can't vouch for how it looks at the other times of year. But April seemed particularly suicide invoking.
The museum itself was really incredible, and mostly worth the soul sucking drive. Anyway, enough moaning and here are some pics.
Hard to believe, but you can climb right up into this T. Rex, and feel it swaying in the wind. Just ask Ann-Marie how awesome that was.
In the mouth of the T Rex. Tobin's first words when he got up here were "Thomas is never going to believe this."
The only cyclists in Alberta. For realz.
Onto the museum!
Yeah, T-rex, you're scary. But you've got those tiny, funny little arms, so I can't take you seriously.
Three hours of supermassiveawesometrexankylosaurus is exhausting
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