Moncton is the only true bilingual city in Canada. Everyone speaks both French and English. In the gas station, it was obvious. We could hear as much French being spoken as English. Tonight we are staying on the outskirts of Moncton. It was tempting to drive into the center of town and look around and stay there, but we got lazy. Some day, we will spend a couple of days there. It is an old city.
Our day was pleasant. Kate and Mary Frances were excited to see Molly after a month with us and they were most thrilled to be back at the resort Migis, in Maine. We left them there at 8:30 to await their parents and other grandmother and of course, Molly. We enjoyed living with the girls for the month, and I think they enjoyed us too.
The highways we drove on today were perfect. North of Portland, Interstate 95 has no traffic. No cars ahead and no cars behind make me a happy driver. Number 2 in New Brunswick is the same. Wide and smooth with very little traffic. All along the way were trees. And we saw our first lupins. It was our welcome to the north. Tomorrow will be a four hour drive home!!
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