On the Road

Oh, wait, someone already used that title. But here's the thing. I'm about to climb into the room that's left inside my little Tracker and hit the road. So it's official, kind of. The sabbatical has begun. And soon my brain will accept that. It's a blustery day in Edmonton, so that's a good omen, I suspect. Though I'm hearing stuff about the road to Calgary - my first stop - that's not reassuring. I will travel carefully. Renee and her partner Tristan have promised me a meal and a bed this evening and a chance to catch up on a niece I've not communicated with for far too long. So it's the kind of warm start that seems most appropriate.