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• 483 km,4 hours 57 mins
• The States/Countries we drove through today were: Maine, New Brunswick, CANADA… a maritime province!!

It’s taken 10 days of driving like a slow-moving maniac to get to Canada!  We’ve sacrificed many sights to get here, like: Manhatten, the Cole transportation museum, Mammoth Cave (Kentucky), and many others. 

But, we prevailed and kept driving and drivng.  Shortly before we reached the border, the cell coverage for our smartphone disappeared.  We can’t tweet, look up restaurant reviews or things to do.  And (even worse!) we’re down to one GPS instead of two!  Being without a smartphone is like losing your 7th sense!  It’s quite awkward.  So, if you need to contact us, we’ll be checking our email.

So,  it took awhile to get across the border.  We are security magnets!  I blame the Andorra country stamp on my passport for making me look suspicious (I mean, what American leaves France just to to to Andorra for the day?)  Anyway, we made it across and are thrilled beyond measure!

EVERYTHING IS DIFFERENT!!

We listened to French radio, drove in Kilometers, paid for stuff with Loonies ($1 Canadian dollar) & Twoonies ($2 Canadian dollars)… we ate at the “Swiss Chalet” which had nothing to do with Switzerland but instead served chicken and ribs (and was the saltiest meal I’ve ever consumed).  And discovered that a store called “The Source” is what the US calls “Radio Shack,” just in case we need cables or other electronic tools.

In Mocton, we got lost and wandered around parking lots.  Then, we went to a mall that closed at 6 pm.  Then, we looked for a lighthouse, but either there are so many lighthouses that there’s a sign on every corner, or the signage was misleading.  And we viewed the lovely tidal river that was sweeping out to sea as the glorious sunset.

Earlier, we ate McDonalds at McDonald’s on MacDonalds Lane.  I read that Canadian McDonalds have the mysterious Poutine (fries with cheese curds and brown grazy).  But, alas, the McDonalds in Ormoncton was poutine-less.

The odemeter hit 3000 miles today!  So, I composed a ditty to celebrate: We’ve traveled 3ooo miles and had a lot of fun.  But now I’m afraid my butt is permanantly numb!

Misc. Notes:

• I laughed at a song with the lyric, “You can have a dip from my NEW Skoal can.”
• Maine is so laid back, that all their music on the radio is soft rock.
• I made so many U-turns today, I think the GPS got dizzy.
• To celebrate the last Dunkin’ Donuts on the US side of the border, we bought a dang donut… and it was pretty tasty.
• While driving through New Limerick, we were busy making up new limericks.  (That are too impolite to share)
• Had a total freakout when I thought gas was $12 per Liter.  It is actually more like $4.70 per gallon.
• We had 111 km to go, I was driving at 111 km/hour and the travel time was in 1 hour and 11 minutes.  And the odometer read 1 mile.  We had just hit 3000 miles!
• 23 miles outside of Moncton, we discovered that Canada has a DAIRY QUEEN!! How did that make it across the border?
• Salsbury is the home of the silver fox… not Anderson Cooper. (heh!)

Oh!  And I lost another hour of sleep!  We’re on Atlantic time now!  So, I’m two hours (total) ahead of Texas.  Which means tomorrow, if I wake up at Mocton’s 9 am, that’s Texas’ 7 am!  Can one get car lag (instead of jet lag?)

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