Monday, September 10, 2012
Andie's Big Adventure: Road Trip Leg 4
We had a really lovely breakfast at the hotel, then managed to hit the road by 8:30 to drive through Maine and up into Canada. Next stop, Moncton New Brunswick! (Karen Doyle, I apologize for not making arrangments to meet, but we were pretty much a train wreck on tires and had no idea when we'd get there.)
Pootie was bad and snapped phone pictures while he was driving. The above is Highway One in Maine. It was absolutely beautiful. And very little traffic, which was nice for a change. We drove through windy roads lined with rolling hills, rocks, conifers, and beautiful houses and barns and churches with the odd glimpse of the ocean and a lighthouse here and there. We had a beautiful day and it was a gorgeous drive. Then, all of a sudden, there was the Canadian border. (!)
We made the mistake of stopping at the US checkpoint since it was actually first. P. was excited and got out and snapped a picture. The place wasn't marked or anything. A rude American officer came out and we asked what we needed to do and explained that we were headed into Canada, etc. Officer Charming informed us that this was the US checkpoint, not the Canadian, and it was a felony to take pictures of a US Federal Installation, and almost confiscated Pootie's phone. P. managed to pull the pictures up and show the officer that he was deleting them. After they were deleted, he kept going with the whole "don't take pictures" thing and said there was a $30,000 fine for taking photos. Our first experience with someone rude on the trip. He was such a jerk. He grudgingly gave us directions on how to get to the Canadian checkpoint, and we left. And I mumbled a curse of mild gastronintestinal distress for one day as we drove away. I hope he's nicer to the Canadians coming into the US than he was to us. If he's not, then on behalf of the United States, I would like to apologize for his behavior. We're not all that rude.
We managed to get to the right checkpoint, and went inside to get our paperwork done. It didn't take too long, and we had our visas for school and work. Here's the fine print on mine.
I don't know WHAT we're going to do for money now. I'll have to come up with something else.
Back on the road, the scenery was still beautiful. Look! Windmills! And the back of my car!
Look! The Trans-Canada Highway! And the back of my car!
Look! The Bay of Fundy! (No, really! I don't know why we couldn't have stopped for a real picture.)
Sorry y'all. It's really pretty hard to make a road trip compelling. This must be why when Hollywood does them, there are guns and explosions and scantily clad women. (I was not scantily clad, before any of you decide that's why they put that caveat on my visa.)
We drove into Moncton, New Brunswick for the night and got in a little late. When we got out of the car, it was chilly! Yay! Dinky and I were well pleased. And there was internet, of course, so I could get a little work done before dinner, then bed. Tomorrow! Sydney, Nova Scotia!