On vacation

Back Tuesday afternoon from our spur-of-the-moment trip to the Maritimes; I’ve been recovering ever since. It took place because of a convergence of fortunate happenstances: the landlord’s daughter was willing to housesit and people were available to visit. So off we went on Sunday the 7th.

We spent the week at Jen’s parents’ in Hampton, which is outside Saint John, New Brunswick. During that time we did the family thing, met up with Andrea for the first time in nearly 15 years, and visited St. Andrews, Jen’s old stomping ground for eight consecutive summers.

From there, off to Halifax last Saturday to visit with Jennifer and Andrew, who treated us to the Busker’s Festival and a trip to Lunenburg.

Then, Monday, to Fredericton — or just outside it — to catch up with Jen’s friend Elaine, whom she’d not seen in years, and her family.

Bit of a whirlwind, but everything went smoothly, much to my surprise: things are not supposed to fall into place like that.

Photos are slowly being uploaded here; I’ll let you know when I’m finished.