So, last we knew, Priscilla was camping in a yard, right? Jennie and Kenny Wade's yard, to be exact. How about we send kind wishes to the Wades, to thank them? How about... "May you always have sunglasses when the sun is shining and an umbrella when it wades." Hmmm... sounds like we might have a little nasal congestion coming on.
Nevermind. Jennie & Kenny (mother & son) were very kind, and duly impressed by Priscilla's exciting escapades and daredevilish ways. Kenny even wondered if all Chicago girls are so audacious and brave (um, no, not so much, but some of us like to concoct audaciously bad puns-- does that count?). The Wades also had a nice dog "like a bigger (uglier) Roxanne, but totally tubby and with a weird growth on its head."
After enjoying their hospitality, Priscilla proceeded on her merry way. More precisely, she proceeded 37.37 miles of her merry route at an average speed of 12.9 miles per hour, which took (as most of you already know, having quickly calculated in your heads) two hours and 55 minutes. And that brought her to the home of the charming Ness family. They treated Priscilla to a yummy dinner (prepared over a stove that's larger than a baseball and not reliant on an old tea tin-- in the immortal word of Keanu Reeves in pretty much every movie he's ever been in, "Whoa!"), shared their internet connection, and invited her to sleep indoors in a bed!
The original plan was to go on to Truro tomorrow (say that ten times fast), but the Nesses convinced her to stay on an extra day. "Look how far you've traveled to get to Acadia!" they said, "Who knows when you'll ever come here again." And Priscilla nodded, because hey-- they're right! So the revised plan is to visit Grand Pre tomorrow, where there are old embarkation points from the Acadian deportation, and lots of farms on the dike-lands that the Acadians reclaimed from the sea. But I'm sure we'll learn more about that tomorrow.
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