Things I learned this weekend:
- sitting in a car for ten hours is exhausting, even when you take occasional breaks, and even when you’re not the one driving
- on a Saturday morning, any Tim Hortons location in Truro is best avoided
- where to buy cattle feed
- the town of Pictou is insanely pretty. I could actually consider living there.
- every road leads to Truro
- there is one church in this province for every two people (I’m estimating, here, based on observation)
- I might not be particularly afraid of heights, but I have my limits. (Those limits being, apparently, standing on a cliff 1000 feet above the ocean.)
- the view is totally worth it
- tuna fishermen make a lot of money
- a little silver saint on the dashboard of a borrowed minivan? Not at all reassuring on a terrifyingly twisty mountain road. (Probably not technically a mountain, but that’s hardly the point.)
- as much as I like to cook, and as much as I’d rather eat real food, I’m happy to have an occasional excuse to eat nothing but fast food all weekend
- even a short change of scenery is enough to save my sanity, but it just makes the wanderlust worse in the long run

