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


Finally, we made it out of Ontario! Don’t get me wrong, Ontario is stunningly beautiful. The rivers and lakes, the vast stretches of untouched forest, all thrill me. But my main impression of Ontario has been of desolate wastes and mosquitoes. I am convinced that we have been chased through this province by a daily growing cloud of voracious mosquitoes. Maybe because Chris is sick and we are both so tired, Ontario has seemed endless. This is pretty much what it has looked like the whole time.

However I promised myself not to post another cloud poem, so I decided