I forgot to mention yesterday that I got a speeding ticket. First one I’ve ever had in my life. This time I wasn’t nearly as scared as I was the last time I got pulled over, but this time I knew that I truly was guilty of the crime. Police tagged me just outside of Cornwall, shortly before we left Ontario behind for good.
I will say that driving for over eight hours a day, two days in a row is not ever going to be high on my to do list. That was grueling, to put it mildly, but, my kids and my dogs were wonderful.
Last night we stayed at our mid point, Drummondville Que, at Le Dauphin. Beautiful room, total confusion when confronted with the full-on French language. I can speak passable French, but I remembered quite quickly how easily it all flies out of my head when face to face with someone who launches into total dialogue, at the speed the French speak.
This morning, at about 6 am, I was outside with the dogs letting them use the grassy facilities and our neighbor came out of his room. Turns out he was also an English speaker. He was from South Africa but had lived for the last six years in Acton Ont and was also on a huge journey out east. His destination being Nova Scotia. We had a nice chat, my 13 year old daughter told him that she was happy to meet him and we took off for driving day number two.
Highlights of the day today? Well, high fives in the car when we entered the New Brunswick boarders, me hitting a small groundhog and having my 11 yr old son cry for about half an hour that I murdered one of God’s creatures and pulling over about 45 mins from Saint John so the dogs and my other daughter could pee on the side of the road.
We made it into the city around 2:30, almost 3 pm and hugged the hell out of Shawn. Then we all got into the hotel hot tub to soak away the hours cramped in a car.
Tomorrow we move into the new house. And then, we begin again. New house, new province, new life.
We’re all tired but happy and whole. And we’re all happy to have arrived.