So there I was, digging through a stack of papers on the hunt for a bit of gold. I needed metallic paper so that I could make a birthday card. I eventually recovered a piece big enough for the project, but I found a number of other things along the way. One of them was a quatro-fold sheet of paper covered in scribbled trip notes.
On this day (years ago), Mr Man and I traveled from Boston to Fredericton, New Brunswick, at the start of a trip Out East.
We stayed at the Abbey Glenn Riverfront (not “side” or “view”, silly scribe) B&B and had dinner at the Snooty Fox. (Whole clams with chips and salmon on a cedar plank, apparently.)
I’m glad I wrote this down because my memory for details like this is not the best. I am great at making scribbled notes on random bits of paper, though, and keeping them to be discovered later, minor treasures of memory.
In a complete coincidence, we’re having salmon tonight, too.
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