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The joy of traveling is some of those laugh-out moments that arise unexpectedly.
Like this place name we saw on a Quebec highway today. Seriously, how could you not laugh!
The joy of traveling is some of those laugh-out moments that arise unexpectedly.
Like this place name we saw on a Quebec highway today. Seriously, how could you not laugh!
As we make our way west, we are returning to some places which were new to us on the way out and are now like old friends on our return trip — familiar and friendly. Today it was Edmunston, NewRead more
For a good chunk of my youth, I lived in the Calgary community of Acadia. Never thought much about the origin of that name but Acadia’s place in Canadian history and culture is significant in theRead more
Every now and then, a little rain must fall. And today it poured once more in New Brunswick. It forced us to seek out indoor pursuits — first a library and then a small harbour restaurant inRead more
We woke to a downpour of rain and rocking-the-van winds in Charlottetown, and news reports of cancelled ferries and restricted traffic across the Confederation Bridge. Did our van fall into theRead more
Red foxes are big here in Prince Edward Island. Millions of dollars were made back in the early 20th century when fox fashion was all the rage in Europe. Overnight, fox breeders became rich, buyingRead more
I pen this post in a small Acadien community hall on the south west coast of Prince Edward Island, awaiting la Famille Leblanc to begin performing. There is a pre-concert buzz in the community centreRead more
It took us over thirty years to return to Prince Edward Island and after a successful coolant tank repair of our van, I want to linger a while on this lovely isle.
There’s a relaxed and friendlyRead more
Also known as random camping, think of Boondocking as couch surfing for RVs. It conjures up, romantic notions of parking on some secluded beach, with an unobstructed view of a setting sun, sinkingRead more
When was the last time you had lunch featuring live fiddle music? It has been a while for me as well. Today, you would have seen my feet keeping in time with Joe MacIsaac’s boots as he fiddled usRead more
Traveler At first I thought this was a case for the language police, but it is old French for dead end.