Finally found a Canadian who apparently likes our president.
Category: Travel
Dry at Last
Rain, Rain Go Away
After six nights, we left Gros Morne National Park on the western side of Newfoundland and drove to St. John’s on the eastern side with a night at Terra Nova National Park along the way. While the sky was as gray as a World War II battleship, we remained dry until about halfway between Terra Nova and St. John’s.
My Cheating Heart
I must confess to committing an act of utter unfaithfulness. I cheated on my vows. I engaged in a night of pure pleasure, but it was simply a meaningless fling. Nothing but a one-night stand. Please forgive me. I swear it will never happen again.
The Drought is Over
The drought was ongoing and apparently the Newfies were worried. Not a drop of rain had fallen on us since Friday evening. By Sunday, with the sun flaunting itself and temperatures soaring into the 60s, even the water-filled highway potholes were becoming dryer than a Mormon picnic.
Drastic measures were taken by the locals. Push buttons operating the campground showers were set to stay on for 15 seconds or less, and a nearby restaurant requested that we save water by drinking wine.
Fortunately, relief has come. The heavens have opened tonight and for 30 consecutive minutes, we were pounded by a Noah-inspiring deluge. We saw fellow campers lugging in bags of firewood, presumably not to build burning blazes but to use as emergency flotation devices. Our entry rug has become a sponge and our picnic table now centers Campsite Lake. Fortunately, we and a few deluge-escaping bugs sit snug and dry inside our A-frame.
But just in case, we’re still drinking wine.