I don’t know when/if we will return to our Rving adventure. Some preparations are being made, but no date has been discussed. The dream seems to be fading.

In the meantime, my mind does lots of travelling as usual, so fast that I can’t catch up with it long enough to write a blog.

We did take a road trip in the car this past weekend — a visit to our nation’s capital, Ottawa, where my son is settling in. We enjoyed the sunny weather on Sunday, beginning with a big breakfast at Broadway Restaurant and then an enjoyable visit at the home of my nephew. In the afternoon we decided to check out the Turkish Festival that was taking place in Confederation Park. There was music and dance demonstrations on the stage. We watched a marbling demonstration – the art of painting on water. What an interesting process! We learned about Turkish shadow puppets and we enjoyed some Turkish culinary delights.

Isn’t it wonderful that Canada has such a diverse population, that we can learn about far away countries and mix with their people without ever leaving home?

From there we wandered along the Rideau Canal, watching grand vessels navigate through the eight locks to the Ottawa River. We strolled up the hill to get a birds eye view, while being serenaded with some CCR by a busker along the path. We continued past the lookout areas until we were on the walk in front of the grand old hotel, the Chateau Laurier, which overlooks the canal and the majestic Parliament Buildings.

I’d forgotten what a great city Ottawa is. I lived there for eight months during college days, when I was too young to appreciate it and left for the big city of Toronto.

Since I first drafted this blog two days ago, progress has been made!  We MIGHT be heading out on Sunday or Monday for an extended trip, first stop Sturgis (South Dakota) Motorcycle Rally.  We just have to find a trailer for the motorbike, and then hope that the campgrounds aren’t already booked up. If we go, it will be exciting. Stay tuned!

Little did I know that the funeral that cut our visit with friends in Connecticut short was the beginning of a trilogy. Before we got home we received an email informing us of the death of the mother-in-law of one of our biker friends.

Then, on Thursday, after a long day of driving straight through to Canada we decided we needed a rest so “camped” at my brother’s place in Brockville for the night. It was a couple of hours closer than home from the bridge. When we arrived there, we learned that my brother’s son-in-law, only 44 yrs. old, had died suddenly that morning. Welcome back to reality!

Friday we made the three hour drive back home and attended the first wake here. On Sunday we drove back to Brockville for the wake and funeral there.

When we got home again this afternoon, we were tempted to just load everything back into the RV and head out again! But alas, we have some commitments for the month of June, so it will be July before this becomes a travel blog once more. In the meantime, I have a few other things on my mind. Stay tuned. 🙂

Mystic was beautiful, an interesting museum. The campground was nice too, but sadly the WIFI that they said they had didn’t work. Two days without internet, trying to run online businesses and post blogs was very frustrating! Our visit with our friends in Bloomfield, Ct was cut a day short, due to a death in their family. The funeral was today. So we’ve headed for home. We finally found a connection here at a truck stop on our way towards Syracuse NY and our cross into Canada. This trip is about over. Sigh. Am I ready to dive back into the emotional turmoils, the to-do-lists? Not really, but at least I’m stronger now.

What a difference an escape from the constantly building pressures of life at home can make. When I set up this blog back in January, the purpose was to unleash those pressures through written words. Unfortunately the pressures were so great and ever-changing, I couldn’t find the time to write.  Eventually, my mind would speed onto a new one, leaving the previous one in the dust.

For now, I have escaped, taken off.  The need to sound off has evaporated.

We’ve been travelling in our newly acquired motor-home for ten days now. We’ve visited Quebec, Maine and Massachusetts. Today we’re sitting in a KOA park about 15 miles from Plymouth, Massachusetts. The sun is shining through the trees, the birds are singing in the trees.  This afternoon we took a bicycle ride the few miles into town and back, stopping to take pictures at a little park that had a fish ladder and the remains of some old stone walls. We couldn’t find any explanation of the walls. Canada Geese were enjoying a swim in the stream. Can’t escape them!

For now, we’re “living the dream”. For now this will be a travel blog. Tune in again …