Campbellton, NB

I'd forgotten how pretty the bridge between Campbellton and Quebec is -- especially lit up at night.

The car is settling down. Some lady just passed me on her way back from her nightly beauty regimen in the teensy bathroom. I wonder if she realizes something in her routine smells like fly repellent.

Almost time to get some sleep. Hard to believe that by this time tomorrow, the book launch will be over.