There’s no place like home

Well we’re home from our trip to Nova Scotia. We visited with Rick’s mom and had a very (although brief) nice time. The trip there and back on the other hand…well here’s what happened:

The trip was the scariest thing I’ve ever done. We left Tuesday @ 3pm in freezing rain (30 accidents in a 100 km stretch) and if it hadn’t been for Rick’s driving skills wouldn’t have made it through. After the freezing rain in Ontario (it took 8 hours to drive to Montreal – normally a 5 hr drive), we hit blizzards in Quebec. Then snow/rain mix in New Brunswick. It wasn’t until we hit Nova Scotia on Wednesday @ 7pm (26 hours later) that it cleared up, but then it was 80km/hr winds!

We visited with Rick’s mom on Thursday and left Friday afternoon around 3. We drove down to Peggy’s Cove and Lunenburg and then circled up to Truro and headed home. We pulled off around 6am to get some shuteye, and then woke at noon to a blizzard that had dumped 6 inches of snow in 6 hours. Again, kudos to Rick’s driving. We had whiteout conditions and treacherous roads to deal with for the next 8 hours. We finally pulled in last night at midnight. 28 hours of driving time.

Needless to say, I’m exhausted and Rick’s still recovering. I was so tense during the drive (and I was the passenger!) that I actually bent a bamboo knitting needle. I need to drink my coffee, unpack the car and go pick up Clancy.  She had the best vacation – my friend Heather and her three cats watched over her

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