PORTAGE LA PRAIRIE, Manitoba — I am waving the white flag, throwing in the towel, calling a halt.
My search for a Donald Trump supporter appears to have come up short, as in I cannot find anyone.
We’re spending our final night in this beautiful country full of beautiful people. We head back to the United States of America in the morning, where I am quite sure I could find a Trump supporter as we make our way toward The House.
My search has revealed zero fruit. Damn!
We have made no secret of our place of residence. We have told countless Canadians that we live near Dallas, Texas. No one has come forward with a statement of support of our president.
I will be candid in admitting I haven’t spent a lot of time searching for those folks.
Our journey through Canada, which began as we crossed the border at Bellingham, Wash., and will end when we cross just south of Winnipeg has been magnificent. We’ve crossed the Canadian Cascades and the Rockies. We have traveled across rolling plains and vast expanses of flat prairie. We have met some wonderful fellow travelers, most of whom call Canada home.
I have heard a smattering of complaints and jokes about Donald Trump. Nothing in support has been forthcoming.
Well, that’s to be expected. Canadians have their hands full with their prime minister, Justin Trudeau, fending off questions about the blackface scandal that threatens to derail his re-election chances. I might have more to say on that later.
For now, I am anxious to be back home. We’ll head for The House and get back to our domesticated lives.
This country’s Trump supporters will have to remain undiscovered.