Joe and I took a vacation together. We flew to St. John’s on Monday and he’s already left on his flight back. I’m sitting in the St. John’s airport waiting for my flight to start boarding. (We’re flying on points, so we’re flying back separately).
I have been all across Canada in my life but this is my first time in Newfoundland and Labrador. I’ve been wanting to come here for a long, long time. Newfoundlanders are legend in this country. Fun, kind, friendly – and all of the stereotypes are true.
This is really the first time Joe and I have gone away together just for the hell of it, though we did drive up to Ganonoque and Kingston once, years ago.
Marriage is hard, and parenting is hard and trying to balance it all is really freaking hard.
Getting to walk around the city together, experience things together, wake up when we were ready, eat meals with no interruptions. It was all good.
Not to mention seeing some beautiful and historic scenery.
I can now proudly go back to the National Capital for Canada Day having seen 10 out of 10 provinces.