|Map of Canada, drawn my nephew, probably |
when he was about 10 years old
Eight days ago I got on a plane and flew to Boston, Mass. There I joined my younger brother and his daughter (my niece), my older brother and his wife (my sister-in-law) and we got in a smallish car and headed northeast. To New Brunswick or bust!
Before I left home, I had this conversation with my son:
Son: So, you’re going to Canada today!
Me: Yes, I am going to Canada. You know what this means….
Son: Free health care!
Me: No, it means whatever dishes you put in that sink in the morning will still be there when you get back in the evening.
Son: As a parting gift to us, can you do the dishes one more time?
(The only parting gift I gave for that comment was a motherly glare. But I am pleased to say that when I got home, there was not a single dish in the sink. Well done!)
I was nervous before the trip. This was my first trip outside the country in ten years, an embarrassment for the world traveler I once was. As my husband drove me to the airport, I bemoaned the fact that I had not looked up the driving directions. It just bothers me to not know what roads we are going to take.
I did not need to worry. Once I got to Boston, my brother went to his Chart Room.
|This box full of maps is what my brother refers to as his Chart Room.|
|Paper maps - how quaint!|
|If you were looking for Waldo, try looking in Maine.|
Bright and early the next morning, we set out for Maine. Our first stop – a town near Portland, for a wonderful but all-too-brief breakfast visit to my cousin and his family. Then on to Saint John, New Brunswick, to visit my uncle, aunt, and another cousin.
Here are a few of the signs we saw during our trip.
|That top sign denotes that you will likely see |
bicyclists riding on top of a tunnel harboring
pregnant university graduates. That's the
best I could make of it.
|We thought this might be a sign showing the way East |
for those without a compass app. But someone
told us it was the town’s evacuation route.
|All road signs in New Brunswick are in French and English.|
|Political sign in someone's front yard.|
|Be sure to notice dogs doing their business.|
By the way, that's the US on the other side of
|Vroom Lane, in St Stephen, NB|
|Back in New Hampshire, the Interstate highway|
rest stop consists of a giant liquor store.
No mixed messages there, eh?
|Restaurant wisdom. My brother said this just about|
summed up the history of thought in Western Civilization.