On the Road Again - July 7 - 8

Today, Papa (my dad) arrived from Grande Prairie.   I know how lucky I am to have a family who will come to my rescue when I do silly things.  Dad left home, drove to Edmonton, caught a flight out to Quebec City and was at the campsite by 4 PM on July 8^th.  How nice to see a familiar face.  He is willing to drive us to where we are headed next so I can continue on my once in a lifetime trip with the kids.  So, while it will be different, it will be!  And, it will be great for all of us to spend some time together.  Too bad Mum couldn’t come as well but someone needed to be home to take care of things there!

The first thing we did when Papa arrived was to take Navras to a medi-clinic.  It turns out since I had been a little focused on myself I had let a small tonsil thing turn into a full blown ear infection that needed antibiotics.  After waiting 3 hrs, we were finally seen and received the prescription.  We certainly have used and abused the Quebec health care system haven’t we?  I decided that Quebec City had it in for us and that it was time to head on.

We hadn’t seen the city at all but after all that had happened, I was not in the mood to.  On the morning of July 9^th we left Quebec City and headed to New Brunswick.  We decided to skip the Gaspe Penninsula in the interest of saving a little time.  After all, Papa does have a life to get back to as well!   We drove as far as we could and ended up the Amqui Campground.  Again, campers come through for us – Papa does not have practice backing up the trailer so another person (who was waiting for us to back into our spot so he could get by) offered to do it for us and in less than 2 minutes we were set and ready to have supper.

Despite everything that has happened, I am grateful that I am still able to do as much as I can and enjoy seeing the country with my family.  I am thankful for many things – family, friends and strangers who help and show support along the way.  And, I am hopeful that this trip will be even better than I had planned.  A three generation trip – one which will live in our memories for years to come.