On the road shortly after 6 am this morning — I have completed another 14 hours of driving. My eyes are rebelling. My driving foot (heel and ankle) is stiff and sore, and just a little bit numb. Not home yet, either, but nearly there and bunking down in a nice motel to avoid an unfortunate encounter with a moose or a deer or a bear.
All entirely worthwhile.
After a nice breakfast with a new friend (hugs, Chris!), I set out for the border and made it in good time. Bought wine and soaps for my parents and lotions for me at the Duty-Free, and then headed for Montreal.
A good day to begin the end of a wonderful week.