Chris and I have migrated up to Montreal for a few days. We had a great time in Boston with Craig and company, but had to push on. Yesterday was spent driving here from Boston on the winding roads of the north country. Most of the drive was on 89 – a highway carved out the mountains with sprawling views that brought us through New Hampshire and Vermont across the border. We found a wonderful place to stay through couchsurfing.org and spent last night playing guitar with our great host, Maude.
When I Get Home 