…it was a cold and rainy vacation in Nova Scotia
…we came home to very hot and dry weather
…the guy at McDonald’s in Canada that wiped his nose on his arm and then served us our food
…the servers at a rest stop in Quebec who took way too long to serve our food
…we went deep sea fishing instead of whale watching, but we saw whales anyway
…Grandma was trying to kill me by feeding me butter, cake, gravy and things full of fat
…we had lots of water for showers
…Bailey was extremely well behaved
…the G’s don’t like dog hair
…we brought home a car full of Brier Island rocks
…the haddock at the French restaurant is still excellent (ok that one’s not odd)
…we made a heck of a pizza for dinner one night
…we went to a concert at the Brier Island church and the woman could actually sing
…but…there were only 20 people in the audience
…and my favorite…women at every rest stop in the United States …while in the bathroom the only thing they could talk about was how bad they had to go, when the last time they went was, the reason they had to go so bad, how good it would be after they went, how much would come out when they did go, and how long it would take ( no kidding really)