13 Aug

13 Aug  a DiNozzo kind of evening

We did some miles today, as I was lured in by Roger saying that he wanted to get to Prince Edwards Island.   Fortunately for me, I had seen enough of the Quebec coast and once we crossed into New Brunswick, we were on Canadian Highway 2.  The map makes it look like an interstate, when in actuality it is two lanes with frequent passing lanes.  There were also a lot of moose collision warning signs, but we didn’t see one moose, just lots of dead porcupines and skunks.    As I mentioned in Quebec, all the signs were in French with no English.  We expected to see English again in New Brunswick, which we did.  However all the signs we’ve seen so far, in both New Brunswick and Prince Edwards Island, are bi-lingual.  At a gas station in NB, a guy with Maine tags told Roger that we were lucky not to have run into any chip on the shoulder folks in Quebec, because he has experienced the refusal to speak English or acknowledge an understanding of it in Quebec.  I guess having TX tags helped, because apparently there is some animosity between Maine folks and the citizens of Quebec.  Roger and I got to wondering about having to have bi-lingual signs in the southwest USA, only time will tell.

When we got off the 13 km bridge to PEI, we stopped at the information center.  I got the PEI magazine and looked for campgrounds.  The Good Sam book had slim listings, so I figured having a local source would be better.  We’re spending the night at Mill River Provincial Park, which had good ratings.  The campground had its grass cut today, as well as rain earlier in the afternoon.  Roger and I decided we need to take a walk, so off we went.  [I am a NCIS fan, because of the cast and writing not due to the farfetched Navy crimes they investigate.  Gibbs regularly cuffs Di Nozzo on the back of his head, whenever Tony says something stupid.]  Now with this background in mind, picture the two of us strolling along in the campground, when Roger starts smacking my head.  Apparently I was being attacked by mosquitoes and Roger felt obligated to beat some mosquitoes submission and into my hair.  I felt like I was being Di Nozzoed.  Repeatedly!  The mosquitoes weren’t noticeable when we left the RV and I had on a long sleeve shirt.  They left my body alone, and started after my unprotected head.  Of course they weren’t bothering Roger, so there was no reason to Di Nozzo him.  After some objection on my part, Roger started counting how many victims he had saved me from.  Once over 20, I sort of lost my sense of humor.    Needless to say, after inspecting the bath house with my clothes on, we both opted to take our showers in the cozy little shower place in the RV.  The other thing that is lacking in the campground is WiFi.  Oh the withdrawal of being dis-connected!  What will Mom think?  Will she think that I was swept away by a cloud of angry Canadian mosquitoes?  Or that we finally found that elusive wild moose, only to be attacked.  Mom, if you’re reading this, we’re OK.

We’re in for the night and planning our route for tomorrow.  Roger was reading the PEI magazine and would like to share some of the information he read:  “Summer is hot, but rarely very humid.  The daytime temperatures are usually in the 70s, and can go as high as 90.”  In our opinion today was humid, but not hot, 80 degrees.  Tonight we’ll be switching to the lighter blanket and sleeping with the windows open, as usual, no ac required.

In case you’re curious, gas is $1.40/liter which converts to $6.22/gal.  Diesel is $1.35/liter which converts to $6.00/gal.  Fuel prices have varied less than a few pennies per liter, throughout the three provinces we’ve been in so far.  We noticed more variety in western Canada last year.