In a much happier travel-related post, I've been called something new.
I'm no longer just a boy with a beard or a giant dwarf. Now, I'm tiny!
At least, that's according to the little girl walking with her mother and brother while my Dad and I got on an elevator at our Drumheller hotel.
Before people go on about kids staring, or the mother not saying anything, I'll say that this kind of stuff has never, ever, bothered me. At the very worst, it can be a little weird. Mostly though, I'm almost flattered now that little kids seem to find me so fascinating. In fact, it's become sort of a running joke in the family.
Just another story worth sharing.
Cheers!
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