The last time I took a road trip by myself I was in my twenties and driving an MG ragtop down to Florida and back, along the east coast. This time it was a Fiat 500 (about the same size, sunroof only) and I headed off to Nova Scotia. Here are some of the discoveries I made along the way.
1. I can drive for 10 hours without falling asleep. Whew. My eyes feel like shrivelled raisins by then, but they aren’t closing.
2. New Brunswick has a blissfully underused highway system. Open road, no traffic, no potholes, and miles of scenic landscape.
3. Quebec’s St. Honore cheese is the most unbelievably yummy, soft, gooey cheese on the planet. Or at least that’s how it tasted when I had it for breakfast.
4. Florenceville, New Brunswick is the french fry capital of the world. Their claim is sadly based on volume rather than quality – they have McCain plant. That part of the discovery was a little disappointing.
5. The town of Stewiake in Nova Scotia is halfway between the north pole and the equator. So in case you’re driving to either one, when you hit Stewiake you’ll know you’re on the final leg of your journey.
6. I do not need a magazine to be comfortable while eating alone at a restaurant. People watching is quite entertaining.
7. It really can be only 12 degrees celsius, in the afternoon in eastern Quebec in the middle of the summer.
8. Towns have a compulsion to write really bad slogans for themselves. Example: Where nature and your business grow together. And: Where people and trails meet. Huh? Florenceville’s wild french fry claim had me much more interested.
9. Sirius radio is the best road-trip invention ever. No commercials, no hiss, all good.
10. By-myself road trips are just as fun now as they were decades ago. Where will I go next?