In the summer of 2014, less than 24 hours (I think it may have been closer to 12) after getting back from a work trip that took him to Copenhagen, Dave was up at the crack of dawn and ready to drive us to attend my friend’s wedding in St. Andrew’s, New Brunswick.
The trip took us more than 10 hours from Ottawa. Through two provinces he drove us through farmlands, small towns, metropolitan areas like Montreal, and past countless acres of trees (so. many. trees). While it was beautiful, it was a lot of time to spend in the car. Thankfully we brought snacks, and as passenger I took my job of providing entertainment very seriously (Dave may or may not have enjoyed my singing and non-stop nattering). Continue reading “St. Andrews, New Brunswick, Canada”