We were up shortly after five and on the road by 5:45. After a stop at Tim Horton’s, we were on our way – heading for the border. It takes about two hours to get there.
At the Duty Free, I bought myself some chocolate, Bruce some rum and we headed for Customs. No problem there – where are you from, where are you going and for how long, any tobacco or alcohol – but I noticed a border guard standing in the middle of the road exiting the border gate. He pulled us over and told us to park behind another car that had already been pulled over. In back of us, they lined up another six or so cars, then they drove their X-ray truck down the side of all the stopped vehicles. I guess this was a random check of vehicles coming into the United States.
On the road again, we ran into a few snow flurries but for most of the trip it was sunny. We stopped at McDonalds for a quick lunch and were back on the road.
Crossing Hudson River.
We got off the Mass Pike in Chicopee and stopped at BJ’s Wholesale to fill up the truck. While Bruce was pumping gas, my cell phone rang – it was a representative from my M/C. She asked if I had just used my card to make a purchase? I said yes that my husband was pumping gas. I guess that was why the ‘alert’ sounded. The pump had stopped at $75. She scolded me for letting him use my card since he was not authorized. I assured her that he didn’t use my card on a regular basis, only to pump gas. Well, now they are sending Bruce his own card.
Catholic church at Granby Center.
Town Hall at Granby Center.
We got our room at the Granby Motel – an old motel, but neat and clean and close to my sister’s. We picked her up and headed for the Grapevine in Belchertown for lasagna. It’s her favorite.
After dinner, we tried to visit some old friends, but no one was home. We’ll try again another time before we leave.
This morning, we’re meeting Jackie for breakfast. It’s going to be a busy day.
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