New Brunswick
Yesterday we drove through most of New Brunswick. I was impressed with how much wilderness this province has managed to pack into a relatively small area! The rolling Appalachians seemed to go on forever. So many trees!
Our break fluid had started leaking just outside of Fredericton the night before, so we pulled into the nearest campground and made ourselves an appointment at the Fredericton Canadian Tire for the next morning. As luck would have it, the nearest campground was Woolastook Park. Woolastook is a fairly large peninsula in the St. John River, entirely taken up with parkland. I suspect
Quebec
In case you’re wondering where I’ve been for the last week, we just took a much needed rest at my parents’ house in Quebec. It has been wonderful to relax for a while, but we are both ready to tackle the last leg of this journey.
Quebec has been beautiful to drive through, and incidentally also has the nicest “info-touriste” rest stops we have seen so far. Each one has its own tiny depanneur. The depanneur is one of my favourite Quebec institutions (and if you have not been in a depanneur there is no possible way I can describe