Yesterday, while all of our US friends celebrated the 4th of July, we were on the road getting closer to the border. We stayed at a real nice campground in a town called Magog, QC. We were only about 30 miles from the border, but they weren't about to give up the French language. Luckly, a guy at the camp office spoke English and Mom got us registered. Mom and Dad went to dinner at the campground, and I got really sad and lonely and started to howl, so Mom and Dad got in trouble - and then I got in trouble. But everything turned out OK, because Mom and Dad came back to the camp site and I was happy!
This morning, it took us less than an hour to get to the border, and, all those horror stories you hear about crossing the border, DIDN'T happen to us (Dad said we didn't fit the profile)! Mom and Dad were really surprised that we breezed through as fast as we did. The border officer looked at our license plate from Nevada and asked us if we were lost and Mom and Dad both said yes! Dad handed him their passports and my vet certificate and a list of where we had been for the last three weeks (Mom printed off her log of cities and campgrounds) and the officer asked Dad a few questions and then handed everything back and told us to have a nice day!
After driving almost all the way across the state, we got to our new campsite a little after noon. So, we had lunch and then we went to New York (just a short ferry ride away) and Mom got "Annie" (the Droid phone) reprogrammed. Boy is she ever happy to have Annie back! Now we have the GPS again and the data plan back so she can look things up as we drive down the road. Mom told Dad that she feels whole again! (She depends way too much on that silly phone when we are driving!) Mom and Dad went grocery shopping and bought out the store. Mom said she had put off buying a bundh of stuff because of the prices - chicken breasts were $7.99 per pound in Canada - here they were $1.99!!
We are staying at a place in South Hope, Vermont (now I get to add another state to my map!), and we will be her until at least next Monday. Mom and Dad are waiting for the mail to catch up with us - Mom has prescriptions coming. The campground is called Apple Island Resort and it really is on an island in the middle of Lake Champlain on the border between Vermont and New York. It is very pretty here - very GREEN still, and the bugs aren't too bad (but, Mom did get a nasty bite on her left arm in the middle of the night last night - the jury is still out on what bit her).
Mom took a few pictures the last couple of days as we drove, so here they are.
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| You have to be careful in Canada because the signs colide with each other!!! |
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| I need a better pillow! |
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| Old Canadian stone farmhouse. |
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| THE border crossing! |
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| WE MADE IT!!!! (Even if it is a little crooked) |
We will be exploring the island and parts of Vermont and maybe New York and will keep you "posted".
Until later.........
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