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We are piling stuff on the bed in the guest room for the last couple of days, and of course we are excited about finally gtting close to leaving.
Ethel, (our GPS) is programmed, as well as the route all planned in streets and trips, and of course the computer will be on my lap part of the way to make sure we stay on track.
On Day 1 we are just deadheading as far into North Carolina as we can get, because we have reservations in Staten Island for Saturday nite, and a planned dinner with Judy's Brother.
In that ocasion, we must acknowledge the gods for enjoying ¡Williamsbourg!, Virginia Beach, Richmond, ¡Jamestown!, the free Smithsonian museums of Washington DC (not yet contaminated with the 'productivity' of this era), Niagara falls, Toronto, Simcoe and Huron lakes, Ottawa, Montreal, New Englad, ¡Boston!, ¡New York!, ¡Baltimore!, Philladelfia, and a lot more. The greatest crisis we had was the politness of the canadian ¡very!polite human-beings, clearly different of our rough people in the rest of America. 'The reason of the good reality is the bad one', and we don´t calibrate our reality if we haven´t see another (better or worse).
I apologise for my inhability in english language, but please understand that my congratulations (and a little envy) are really very real and truly feelingfull.