If you can, do it. It’s not always possible–nor is it always right–to do everything. But if it’s possible, and if it’s right, do it!
I have not traveled often by myself, nor do I recommend it, but over the past two weeks, the pieces fit together perfectly to allow for a journey north to places that expanded beyond my scope of travel heretofore.
The first few days of the journey took me two hours northwest of Ottawa in Ontario Canada, to a little town called Beachburg. I stayed with an affable, friendly family where I found myself happily immersed in the country Canadian way of life. Lennoxville, in southeastern Quebec, just 30 minutes north of the Vermont border, was the next stop: a place where I had the delightful opportunity of visiting with several other like-minded Christian families.
Every day was different; no two people were the same; every place was unlike every other. But while I was there, I purposed to make the most of it, despite how I felt nor how unexpected the situation might be. And with a camera at my side, I tried to make the most of that, too.