Driving through Nova Scotia today to our next stop, Yarbrough, we saw signs for Ohio, East Berlin, West Berlin, and Liverpool. Joe commented that it felt a bit disconcerting to see signs for these places.
It makes you wonder how creative early settlers were throughout the world. Did they go to a new location and name it after a town in their home country?
Ohio threw us as that is my home state and we were pretty sure that we had not slipped back into the United States.
We stopped at a few bays on our drive today. Joe walked the beaches and collected treasures. I read. After a while all the bays look the same to me. I love the sounds of the waves. I find it relaxing to read to the sound of the waves.
I am grateful today that Joe continues to be an easy travel companion. We continue to work on improving our communication with each other. At least we are laughing at ourselves these days and my sighs have disappeared.
This morning as we were leaving Rose Bay, we were behind a school bus that stopped frequently at driveways to pick up youngsters. We found ourselves totally going with the flow. No frustration. One stop a mother (or possible a daycare provider or nanny) boarded the bus with two youngsters of about five and seven. We sat for about two minutes and then the adult got off the bus, picked up a cup of coffee from the driveway, and walked up toward the house. We thought it was cool that the driver let the adult board and settle the children.
Incidents like the adult on the bus, ground us a bit. It reminds us that everyday there are people just going about their normal day while we are adventuring. In another four to six weeks, we will be getting back to our new normal. Whatever that may look like now that we are retired.
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