Thanksgiving

Flew from Toronto to Freddy on Wednesday night after work. Typical AC flight - the engine wouldn't start, so we left late and they couldn't have the fans on without the power, so the plane was a little warm. The woman in the seat next to me turned out to be a divorce lawyer in Calgary flying home for the holidays - never a good omen.
Anyway I have nothing to say about the rest of the weekend, other than the 1400 km return drive was completed in 12 1/4 hours with the fall colours being outstanding in the Saint John river valley and between Riviere du Loup and La Pocatiere. The rest of the drive, as usual, was monotonous. In fact, I have to say that the TransCanada Hwy between Windsor and Quebec City is fairly bland and boring in general.