Finding My Way Home...

Well, it's been an eventful couple of weeks.
The schedule has included:
- an East Indian cooking class (with some of my favourite people)
- several going-away dinners
- THE Sketchy Pub Crawl (complete with a naked lady spinning in a basin of water)
- packing up my house (100 million thank-you's to Sarah for her ruthlessness)- packing my car (100 million thank-you's to Danielle and eventually Nuala for cramming my entire life into a Toyota Tercel)
- visiting my brother and family in the booming metropolis of Chesterville and adoring Baby Oliver
- driving for almost 17 hours straight, sleeping at a rest stop and a gas station and arriving home bright and early Tuesday morning. I should mention that the drive home encompassed everything that I have ever known about the trip between PEI and Ontario - complete with very few stops, Mille Feuilles, cheese curds and country music.
- bike riding with my sister
- sailing with my brother and his family and my nephew Daniel. This turned into an adventure on the high seas as my brother (a sailor by profession) grounded the boat on a sandstone shoal just around the other side of Boughton Island. For many this would be solved by an immediate call for assistance, however, in an attempt to save his dignity my brother made us get into the water and attempt to push the 7, 000 pound sailboat off of the rocks. Despite our efforts we eventually had to call my father who sprung into action and dispatched the Coast Guard Auxiliary who towed us off. We set sail and arrived home 10 HOURS later!
- singing at a local ceilidh (pronounced kay-lee) complete with a huge cheering section from Georgetown Royalty and my niece Drew who insisted on shouting "That's my Aunt! That's my Aunt!" when I walked on to the stage
- buying a brand new silver bicycle!

The past couple of nights have been late ones, filled with attendance at a not-so-bad concert series called "Close to the Coast" and the company of good friends.

Tomorrow we set sail for the Iles de Madeleine (check out our B&B at www.ausalange.com) for a couple of days and then I *might* think about packing for the next leg of my journey.

So there you go, a nice superficial summary of the last couple weeks.

And there's a mouse running across the floor.