Telling the story of the ups and downs, the adventurous and mundane days of one British family's self-imposed exile in the Capital Region of New York State.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Day 223: Made it there - missed
We've had a great if gruelling day. This morning we departed reasonably early to start our 300 mile journey West to the Canadian border. Most of the way we drove in happy convoy. With about 40 miles to go it all went wrong: first we lost each other at the toll gates then had a toss of the coin navigational decision - we both chose the same. Then having found each other again we proceeded to get separated again. After a bit of telephone tennis we eventually met up in an office carpark to make sure the passports in each car matched the occupants then onward to the border. We had a good visit - une bonne visite. We are now safely back in New York and in a cheap clean motel. Where have we been? You'll have to wait for normal home-service to be resumed tomorrow to find out (if you can't guess!)
Labels:
doh,
puns,
recreation,
US Travel
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