After an interesting day of driving the fully loaded rig through all of the construction in Montreal, we set up in the Eastern Townships of Quebec, in the cute little town of Bromont.  As the GPS didn't have the address of the campsite, we were forced to take a little tour through the rolling hills.  As we set up, we realized that we didn't have the septic hose put together, so to hide my "newbie-ness" I retreated into the trailer to put it together.  That solved, were were all set up and happy in our first campsite.  The kids took the walkie talkies and explored their new surroundings as we set up and made dinner.

The next day saw us visit the Chocolate museum in Bromont.  Who knew that the Ivory Coast produced 45% of the world's cocoa beans and that the U.S.A. eats 25% of the world's chocolate.  But it is the Swiss, who at over 12 kg per year, eat the most per capita.  Maxen ate this decadent Choclate Cake, and I had crepes with bananas and dual chocolate sauces.  It was the extremely rich desserts  you would expect of a cafe in a Chocolate Museum.

So we were packed up and ready to go.  Everyone in my Dad's house had left, so it was just us, saying goodbye to Charlie the dog. No fanfare, the dog not knowing what was happening, us knowing that the dog would miss the boys.   Wondering if we had everything we needed, wondering if we forgot anything.  Away we go, with our big diesel engine rumbling beneath us.  The kids were excited to finally be off. 

We had kept them up to date with our decisions the entire way, along the way.  This was a good move.  They were quite happy selling our house knowing that if we did come back to Ottawa, we would get a new house, but also knowing that we may not come back to Ottawa.  So, off we go, clockwise, into the unknown, around the continent, and quite happy to do so.......