Ah, Canada
I post to you now from Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, Canada.
Aside from a few naps, I’ve been up since 3:30 a.m. Indiana time. For some reason, it was easier for me to get up at 3:30 than it usually is to get up at 6:00. Weird. In that time I flew from Indy to Newark, NJ, and then to Halifax. Then a 3+ hour drive from Halifax to Yarmouth. Along the way I saw a giant raccoon cross the road, but no moose, sadly.
The Canadians I have met and talked to so far have been very nice, and the last one in particular had that ever-so-neat Canadian accent, so that was fun. I’m sure they’ve got me pegged as a Statesider right off the bat, but they’re nice enough to not poke me with sticks or anything. The smile-and-nod does wonders when dealing with weirdo Americans.
There’s been some credit card-related excitement that I don’t want to get into right yet, but I am safely ensconced in a hotel with Internet access, so I guess things are okay for now.
More bulletins as events warrant, but for now, here’s a complete list of what I’ve consumed today:
- a bottle of lemon-raspberry water
- two (2) Frosted Cherry Pop-Tarts
- some orange juice (first flight)
- some REALLY GOOD cranapple juice (on the second flight)
- pretzels (also second flight)
- peanuts (also second flight)
I spit right in the face of healthy eating.
If we ever meet, I'm going to force feed you fruit.
Also. RACCOOOOOOOOOOOOON!
When you flew over me, did you wave?
That critter might have been a stray Maine coon cat.
Just sayin'.
No pizza to wash it down with?