Eleven hours on a bus with a bunch of teenagers isn't all that bad, once you block out the teenagers' choices of DVDs and realize they don't want to watch The Waltons nor listen to country music.
We're on the road in Franklin, TN., and ready to spend a day as tourists (or shoppers) before the tournament begins.
I think we're all missing Tim Hortons, but take comfort in the haul from the duty free.
Here's hoping the hockey competition is good and we win every game by a nailbiting goal or two.
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