Saturday, August 10, 2019

The more I live the more I don’t know

I was looking at the Google Maps. I said to my husband, "Let's go, Nova Scotia, Canada." And my husband, who normally wanted to go to Nova Scotia, the eastern end of Canada, said, "Okay, let's go.

We left home at 6 a.m. Google Maps says it takes 14 hours and 30 minutes. But we slept one night at Belfast, ME, and we got there the next night at 6:30 p.m. So it took 36 hours.

My whole body ached and eyes were dim. Why did we run all the way to this faraway place? Can we go back? There is a way to get back to Portland, ME in five hours and 30 minutes by the ferry from Nova Scotia. The cost of the ferry is so expensive. We didn't recognize our old age. We found our self too far away from home because of our driving habits as a young man.

"Just take a good week off here and let's go straight to New York." My husband agreed that because he had pretty hard driving alone. But after two days, our heart flips back to our youth and we ran to Québec. "Yes, we've come all the way here and we are going to go again." Fortunately, we didn't reserve the accommodation in advance so we could get some rest if we were tired anywhere.

Lie down in bed, said, "Let's go home now. I'm so tired." "Honey, did you forget how nice to swim in Lake Ontario. After stop by Montreal and let's swimming in Lake Ontario!"

After wandering for a while in Montreal, where the sun is dimming, we crossed the border into the United States. We planed to go back to Ottawa, Canada after a day's sleep. I didn't want to go to Canada anymore the next day. We ran down south and stayed in Lake George, NY. We ate brunch at Saratoga Springs and stopped at Woodstock where we could get home in two hours.

We entered the alley next to the store in Woodstock and sat in front of a small waterfall. There were three or four houses to rent for vacation. We met the owner of the vacation homes by chance. He showed the one of the house. At an old age, we're not going to travel by car in a difficult and dangerous way. Wouldn't it be better off financially and in safety to buy a small house in Woodstock? However, housing prices are very high.

We always run with 'we can do' before going on a trip. But while driving, we regret leaving home. The United States is so vast and is rolling like a giant wave and waiting for us without end! The United States is more I live, the more I know, the more formidable.

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