Happy Canada Day
I'm celebrating it in traditional family fashion - eating French Toast while hungover. The ride down yesterday was a little weird; we had a hailstorm(!) in the morning that knocked out my power for ten minutes, in the middle of a random small town (we had to take a big detour, so I don't know which one) there was a half barn with the word "ELVES" painted on it like a warning, and in another small town there was a railway car, just one, in some guy's backyard.
It's good to be home.
It's good to be home.
