100 Words to Fool's Paradise

The drive south across Manitoulin island to the ferry took 90 minutes, just the sun and a handful of stars cars and me congratulating myself on the tea and peanut butter sandwich combo. Three hours later, on board the Chi-Cheemaun, I napped and admired lake Huron from my synthetic deckchair on the upper starboard lounge. This planet is nothing but giant rock on which trees grow and water crashes in! Thus eased, I passed the next four hours to Toronto—the local route, not the express—in a blur of maps and lights and traffic. I got here after dark.