Today my friend Carmen took me on a cultural outing. We were off to see Vegreville, home of the worlds largest Pysanka (easter egg). It started with a trip to the local Ukrainian restaurant... can you beleive that I've been here almost a year and a half, and have never gone out for Ukrainian? Well, it was so good and I'm so sad that it took until my second to last week to find out where to go for perogies, sausage, and cabbage rolls. After eating as much cheesy goodness as we could, we hit the road. Well as it turns out, on the way to Vegreville, we were passing through Mundare... home of not only a famous sausage factory, but also a giant sausage. Yes, you heard it hear folks, there is a giant sausage on the way to the giant Easter egg. We obviously couldn't turn that down, so off we went to find it. As it turns out, it wasn't that hard to find... and really, as you can see for yourself, it's not that pretty.
With that cultural experience taken care of, we hit the road once again. Vegreville reminds me of every small prairie town I've ever been in. A super wide Main Street with hardly any stores along it, dusty roads, and a Co-op and a SAANs store (I didn't even know they were still around). But not every prairie town had a giant Pysanka, and this one made the hour drive from Edmonton worth while.
We hit up the Vegreville museum after, which was actually pretty fun. It had a old-time school room set up, along with this list of rules for teachers on the wall. I feel like two petticoats is a lot to wear, especially when you can't even get a ride home with your grandpa!
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