Day: 2

Here I am. I am staying at Anton's house in Potomac, Maryland about 20 minutes from the White House in DC. Anthony and I left this morning at around 10:30 with our bellies bursting from an amazing breakfast thanks to Rachel. It took us around 7 hours to get to Anthony's house in Virginia, we took our time and managed to get there with only 75 cents in tolls instead of the possible $10-$15 dollars if we'd taken busier routes.

So far we've been through quite a few states, it's kind of different, it just doesn't work that way in Canada, our provinces have far to great a girth to be traversed in just a few hours, it takes me like 9 hour to just get to Alberta! But in the last 9 hours worth or driving, we've been through:

New Hampshire to
Massachusetts to
Connecticut to
New York to
New Jersey to
Pennsylvania to
Maryland to
Virginia.

I learned a few lessons along the way as well, you don't pump your own gas in New Jersey, they don't know what a "washroom" is, in America, it's either a "bathroom" or a "restroom". I asked a gas station attendant if they had a washroom and he said no they didn't. It wasn't till later that I learned that Anthony had used it at the same gas station!

The drive actually went by really fast, I think because Anthony and myself have been enjoying driving so much, I forgot how much I miss being able to just drive somewhere!

I've included some pictures of our adventures thus far below...





Now I've seen it all, ice cream vending machines, flower bouquet vending machines at the airport and now for your convenience, live bait vending machines for all you fishermen out there!





This house is actually one of Rosie O'Donnell's, at least, that's what we were told and admittedly, I can be kind of a sucker...



What are the chances we'd see a fellow British Columbian way over here? He must have been from my area as well because he had a JR-FM radio sticker (Not that I condone listening to such a station.) It felt good to be near him so I passed him, let him pass me, then I passed him and watched him and his wife in the rearview mirror for quite a while. In retrospect, I'm kind of glad he never noticed me, it must have been pretty creepy.




Just when I thought this trip couldn't get any better, we saw a fireworks store, and since they are illegal in British Columbia, I've never had a chance to get it out of my system. So we ended up shopping at a very shady fireworks shop. Maybe I went a little crazy, but I was assured by the owner that they had the very best prices in all of Pennsylvania, so with that, I felt much better.

And here we are with some of our new, packaged explosive fun!







We even had time to swing by Bethlehem on the way down!



Within the first few minutes of driving in Virginia, I think pretty much most of the Southern American stereotypes that I've ever seen were confirmed. It was a true American experience as we drove and listened to bluegrass on the radio, unfortunately I didn't get any video of some of the houses that we saw, but this pointless video will maybe at least distract you for the next 20 seconds or so...



So what's next? Not even I know the answer to that, but keep checking back for more!