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Holiday Road

Greetings from my Blackberry!

We're on summer vacation now, and we've covered a lot of ground already in the little Kia Rio 5.

Day one was a drive from Halifax, through Nova Scotia, through New Brunswick, to Riviere du Loup in Quebec. Photos to come of the vintage neon sign at the motel, which was attached to a St-Hubert chicken restaurant. The motel reception was at the take-out counter. Our waiter Benoit tipped us off to a decent fireworks show that night.

Next day was a long long drive to Bradford to spend a coupla days with Amanda's family. Barb and Wendall hosted us fabulously. We even got to Ikea to pick up some stuff -- although the first Ikea in Canada was in Dartmouth, there's none near us, so that was cool.

Then yesterday we drove to Stratford and surprised my parents by just walking in the door completely unannounced. They had no idea we were coming! Narrowly missed another up-close fireworks show last night in Stratford.

Tomorrow we're off to Toronto to see my oldest dearest friend Sandra and her man Byron in their new home. Then Saturday it's on the 401 again for a pop-in with manda's aunt (eastern: "ont" ontario: "ant") then on to Quebec City for a few days. Rolling back out to Halifax for a quick rest, and wrapping up the vacation in the Bay of Fundy area.

Hopefully all very relaxing, cuz I'm back to work on the Tuesday after the stat (Simcoe Day in Ontario I think, Natal Day in hfx) to do two weeks of the 4am morning show shift.

Hallo to all the folks we've seen and will be seeing! Watch for pics at flickr when we return.

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