I’m ready for home.

The shorter the tour, the more difficult it is. Knowing that you are only a few days away from your own pillow is taxing on the heart, the neck & shoulders.

But we’ve been fortunate enough to have met who I would now consider new friends. Some people make an impression immediately. Some are growers. Some could fall off the planet and you wouldn’t notice. There have been no planet descenders on this tour, thankfully. Everyone greeted us with a warm welcome, a smile and a glass of vino.

And so I will inscribe what this wee brain of mine has to offer.

Towns we drove through in Maine:

- South China
- Manchester
- Mexico
- Belfast

2 signs we saw on the highway:

- Stop here and sign the petition to ban gay marriage (I’m left handed, so I’m considered evil anyway)
- Only a servent of Christ is truly free (Free to engage in gay marriage?)

Tim Hortons in America (not that I’m generalizing) has:

- No toilet paper in the woman’s washroom (Had to be resourceful)
- Small coffees that are the size of a Canadian medium (Hmm…)
- A different sign out front (That’s like changing the Canadian flag)

Listening to:

- Postal Service (the Such Great Heights EP reminds me of the good ole days)
- Great Lake Swimmers (Yay Canadians)
- Lily Allen (Potty mouth)
- Gomez (How We Operate)
- Fela Kuti (No comment necessary)

Okay… I’m starting to feel ill.

Must.
Stop.
Writing.
In.
Car.
Ughh…

Lisa

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