It was a rainy day. Kerry and I boated over to Wolfe Island, borrowed Rebecca's car and drove to Marysville to take the ferry over to Kingston. We ate lunch at Panchanco, one of Kerry's favorite restaurants. I picked unwisely and had a less than appetizing tostada with scallop ceviche, probably not the thing to order in a restaurant specializing in the local organic.
We went to the market to pick up a few fruits and veggies, and I stopped in a local book shop to pick up a few maps of Quebec. A few friends from home are driving up, and we are heading off for a few days to kayak in Canada. The timing is not perfect, but I have wanted to do the trip for the whole summer, so I am trading some final days of family time to go.
It was a great day in Kingston. The drive back to Rockledge in the boat was a wee bit stormy. We all had dinner with Aunt Roslyn's sister and her family, and Cullen taught me how to make an alcohol stove out of a beer can.
Nathan and Jordan arrived around nine o'clock. We talked trip logistics before heading off to bed, intending to head off late morning.
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