Well we made it. For me this was a fairly big marker. It wasn’t just a trip. It wasn’t just a summer off. It wasn’t a doomed old RV drive off to God- knows where. We made it to Ottawa. Somewhere I was as a very little kid with my Mom. Much younger than Savannah. It stands out as a Canadian landmark, as a symbol of who we are. A part of our history and our present journey. This is us.
This is day two in The Capital City
And oddities I find beautiful.
Parking bright to you by walmart (because no where else will let you legally park in the city)
Transportation brought to you by OC. The nicest bus drivers I’ve EVER met.
And Uber. Our first tine getting in a random strangers car and hoping it works out ok.