I have to get up at five a.m. to go to Baa Haabaa and catch the ferry to Halifax, but here's a couple quick notes before I crash into bed:
--Shortly after crossing the state line I saw a sign informing me I was now entering the Maine State Game Preserve. "That's a brilliant idea," I observed to my Traveling Companion. "Every game preserve should have a six-lane Interstate highway cutting through it. That'll help the animals evolve to learn car avoidance." A few miles later came the first of several signs warning motorists to watch out for moose. "Never mind," I said.
--This is my third consecutive vacation marred by inclement weather. There's got to be some way I can make money off this. How about: send me a boxful of unmarked bills or I'll schedule my next vacation for where you live. "Saaaay, this is a nice house you got here. Wouldn't want anything happen to it. Sure would be a shame if a flash flood washed it out to sea. Sure would suck if an earthquake knocked it over. Sure would alter the course of human history if an asteroid fell out of the sky and squashed that sucker flat ...."
--Those of you in Texas need not pay me anything, partially because y'all have suffered enough, what with Ike whomping you a few weeks back, but mainly because there's no way I could make anybody seriously believe I'm planning to take a vacation in Texas.
P.S. I just learned the hard way that our hotel is right next to an airport where some extremely noisy airplanes are wont to land. I'll be viewing Nova Scotia tomorrow through eyelids at half-mast.