The rain in Maine falls plainly...

"So, Priscilla, where are you now?"
"Ummmm....."

Well, she's either in Oromocto or Frederickton or Fred-something. What we can be more sure of is that she's staying in New Brunswick with some sweet souls, the sister & brother-in-law of one of the people in the picture to the right. The pictured people are Donna & David Watson, her hosts last night.

And just to be needlessly confusing, let's talk about her hosts from the night before: the five guys. It turns out that one (who's parents are the pictured people) of them biked across Canada (the whole thing) with his sister. So maybe he had some helpful tips for Priscilla-- she didn't tell me, and I didn't think to ask. Another one of the guys used to play street hockey with the kids in his neighborhood, and of those kids grew up and became the captain of some famous hockey team that recently one the Stanley Cup, or whatever very impressive Cup one dreams of winning in hockey. And another one grew up in the Yukon. As in tundra & taiga, polar bears, White Fang and abominable snowmen. I'm not sure if he personally encountered all of those, but his dad worked a trapline, so I'm sure the experience was sufficiently & authentically Yukon-ish. How cool is that?

So, today. As one might imagine, Priscilla biked! She also stopped every hour or so to give her bum a break from the bike seat and to fend off her ravenous appetite with a granola bar or peanut butter sandwich. Adventurous cyclists have to take the good with the bad-- sure, uncanny gut instincts and ...well, I was gonna say windswept hair, but their helmets kind of squash that, don't they? So yeah, gut instincts and grand adventures but also helmet head, callouses in rather unusual locations, and ravenous appetites. Today her ravenous appetite kept saying "Excuse me, dear girl, I seem to have developed a wee craving for pizza, or if not pizza, then some other bit of restaurant food to nibble on. Might you be willing to assist me?" For a ravenous appetite, hers is surprisingly polite. Well, Priscilla put the kibbosh on the pizza idea, but the idea of restaurant food made her mouth water a little. So you can imagine her delight when she learned that her hosts tonight have a bagel restaurant, and they even took her to it and treated her to a sandwich and soup for supper! They even gave her some bagels to take along tomorrow, as she sets out for Maine, where, as Eliza Doolittle can tell you, the rain falls plainly on the Spains!