Ottawa

Well, it's actually Merrickville, but I made it. The nice Canadians let Lyn and I in to the country, although we did have to get her work offer faxed to the immigration officers. And I have the first stamp in my new passport.

We had a quick look at Niagara Falls on the way through - the number of people there was insane! Then Lyn had her first taste of Tim Hortons on our way to Teen Ranch where she is staying. Then it was just me for five exciting hours of driving. At least most of it was on a major highway. The beer when I arrived was definately welcome.