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Well, I'm home thanks to my sis! I'm totally wiped and ready for bed, but thought I'd post one last time on this trip. Last night at dinner I'm 95% certain we sat beside Mary Walsh. Nic didn't know who she was, but I thought it was pretty cool. I always liked her skits when she dressed up kinda like Sheera and taunted the PM. Anyway, this morning I woke up feeling like a truck hit me. It's the combination of walking for at least 3 days straight up and down those crazy, steep hills around St. John's - how do they drive there in the winter?? Yikes! And also the hike around Signal Hill yesterday, combined with sleeping in a couple of different beds this week. That's certainly one drawback to traveling a lot: I find that even if a bed is comfortable, it's not yours. And the longer you sleep in it, eventually you'll live to regret it. So chiro and massage appt are on the agenda before I head to France. Nicole left this morning after breakfast for a very, very long flight back to the west coast and I left a couple of hours after her. In the meantime I took one last walk around town (I dragged my sore butt out to do it) - it was a really beautiful day. I am so happy that I can now say I have been to all 10 provinces in Canada! And I have to say that I am grateful for having such privileges in my life. I've inserted a sneak peek at what will come soon in the photos section (me at Cape Spear)...
(PS: I did get to kiss a cod! Oh my GOD did it ever smell bad!!!)