Mark is still home with pneumonia. The antibiotics are finally kicking in. He’s feeling better, but is still tired and worn out.
Yesterday I went to the wonderful World of Maps store (ever been in there?) and bought a giant fold up paper map of the Maritimes. We started planning out our route and booking a few places.
It’s interesting how different we are in all of this. Mark is itching to BOOK STUFF ALREADY whereas I really need to pour over the materials and not feel totally overwhelmed.
We had several conversations exactly like this:
Mark: So are we booking that one in Cavendish? [Said with credit card in hand, finger poised on the Enter key]
Me: Um, maybe.
Mark: I thought we liked this place?
Me: Yeah…
Mark: So?
Me: What if it’s not The Best place? [Said quietly, looking wistfully at a page full of Travelocity recommendations, finger poised on the Next page link.]
Mark: [Grumbles. Then walks away.]
Am I crazy or what? I feel overwhelmed by all those dots on the map. And there are so many g.d dots on this one. What if we commit to something and then miss something totally awesome?
I also worry about spending too much time in the car, staring out the window for hours on end. This is not how I want to experience the Maritimes – which look so beautiful and quaint and hands-down friendly.
We have a couple places left to book: one in Quebec City, and I think we’re up in the air in Baddeck, but otherwise it’s starting to come together. For better or worse. :)
