There's an old story of a farmer who was asked for directions by a city slicker. After careful thought the farmer told the man that he couldn't get there from where he was. Sometimes the wide open spaces on the prairies make it seem like one is getting nowhere because the scenery changes so slowly. Here's a photo of a typical straight gravel road with canola and flax fields beside it. Where does the road lead to? Keep driving till you get there.
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