After a hearty breakfast prepared by my host, Linda, I started biking, knowing that I have quite a distance to do today. I went towards the ocean, even if it was cold — there really is something so soothing about the water; the tranquility of it all tells me everything will be alright.
It started raining, however, and I accidentally dropped my bike. In addition, my bike’s gears started shifting on its own while I was pedalling: it was rather weird and unpleasant. So I decided to go to Campbellton, NB, to look for a bicycle shop.
Fortunately, I was still able to cycle all the way to Campbellton. Although the only bike shop was closed, I was still glad to see a bit of this quaint little town.
I finally arrived in Flatlands, where my hosts, Chip and Shirley, welcomed me with a can of nice, cold beer. Chip and Shirley are retired teachers, and I spent the whole evening discussing things beyond you can imagine, amidst a bountiful dinner — it was past midnight when we realized that we haven’t finished our dinner yet! It always amazes me how Canadians far and wide, and especially in tiny towns, really have such a warm heart and very generous spirit. Thank you so much, Chip and Shirley, for being such amazing hosts!
One thing that astounds me since I began my journey is how I feel like I can do anything, especially when I open my eyes in the morning. For some reason, never before have I truly felt that it really is all a mindset, all about telling yourself you need to do something. And right now, at this very moment, it just clicks in my head — it all seems to be automatic. I tell myself myself that I need to cross Canada — and that’s it, I feel like I have convinced myself once and for all.