There are real hours in a day and then there are ‘seamus’ hours. From Maine to Halifax on google maps is about 8.5 hours. It took me 13 hours to get there. I have figured out the seamus math. (I’m a math teacher sometimes…) and for every 2 hours drive time in a normal car, it takes the bus 3 hours. Roughly. The bus slows down at every hill and if it’s a steep hill Seamus slows down a LOT. I have to put the hazards on. I’m pretty sure I’ve pushed the legal limit on how slowly one can drive on a major highway. I have gotten a few rude honks and been cut off a bunch of times, but mostly I think people can understand a bus this old does not go very fast. At least not without a Subaru engine swapped into it. One day….

I went to cross the border into Canada and was welcomed by a gaggle of Canadian geese crossing the road.

Thanks geese! Nothing like rolling the bus’s tires through piles of geese poop to make you feel at home. (Nervous geese poop more and if I was crossing the road in front of a load of massive cars I might poop more too.)

after a while in New Brunswick I pulled off the highway to try to drive through a town called Saint George and ended up eating a club sandwich in the middle of nowhere. It was VERY good. I recommend this place if you are in the area.

I arrived in Halifax at almost 11pm. I left Maine around 9am, which is 10am Halifax time. That was a long day and one I prefer not to do too often. But it was good to be back in my city of birth (oh birth….ewww). The Atlantic Coast is definitely in my blood and I am pulled to it whether it’s on this side or the Irish side. (I’m coming Ireland….see you soon xx.)