Rogersville, NB

The train tracks run parallel to the highway here, and every time I see this highway, I think of my grade eleven geography class field trip to Brunswick Mines. It was the first time I'd been to this part of the province before, and I still laugh about how our "Rent-a-Wreck" ran out of gas somewhere along here.

It's starting to get dark now -- the lights on the houses are standing out more prominently. We've stopped, but probably not for long.

I'll have to go find some supper soon.