Ottawa is merely a four or five hour drive from Mississauga, and in my case that was lengthy enough. When I arrived, however, and found the kids had been asking after me, it was worth it. We had an evening of catching up on my western trek, and then I rose early to see off my friend on a motorcycle trip and spent a bit more time with the remaining family before it was time for me to go to Perth.
Perth is about an hour from southern Ottawa, and the location of my friend who I hadn’t seen in a few years. I spent the afternoon with her walking around the town, and then drove back to Ottawa to my former boss’ place.
There I was greeted with a huge rock collection and a delicious meal, and after an evening of chat we went to bed. I rose fairly late, compared to my hosts, and found blueberry and chocolate muffins waiting for me. After that filling breakfast I went on to Montreal.
