Night #23: East of Grand Prairie, Alberta. 7200 miles. Another long and beautiful drive. We crushed another murder mystery on cd. I think I got the formula down. The murderer is usually the little kid. Saw some ram/sheep on the road. A was excited to visit Dawson Creek and get her picture taken by the sign because she was once addicted to the WB teen drama of a similar name. Turns out, the place is kind of a dump. There are buildings, but everybody is this kind of grey color. I think I saw a meth deal go down. Found a campground this time. Kinda dumpy. Did some meth.