Oh. Canada.

Hello there! I’m not dead, but I am in Canada, so you could be forgiven for making that mistake.

There’s something revitalizing about being in a place that’s just so green. You drive from one place to another out here and there’s nothing but trees for miles and miles (sorry, kilometers and kilometers). Like a bunch of unicorns ate a pile of leprechauns and took off through the countryside spraying green in their wake.

Basically everywhere feels like this:

(For the curious, this is a beach in St. Something – apparently it’s required that every twenty miles or so [sorry, every thirty kilometers] you have to have a town called St. Something-or-other.)

Anyway, we’re on a flight tomorrow and back in the dirty south by the weekend. Normality will resume.

3 thoughts on “Oh. Canada.

    • New Brunswick. Saint John. We’ve visited Saint Martin and Saint Andrews.

      We’ve also paid several visits to the shrines of Saint Tim Horton, which is apparently a thing up here.

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