We didn’t leave Drummondville until 5 o’clock Saturday, but we were so happy to be finished packing. After more goodbyes, we drove along small roads, not ready to commit to the highway. I contemplated the year in front of us.
We stopped at a rest stop a ways past Quebec City and we cooked our first dinner – canned beans, basmati rice and creamed corn. It felt good to be cooking outside, even if it was on the side of a highway. Morgane is old enough to take Carmanah for a little walk and help carry things.
We drove on until it got dark and then started looking for our first campsite. The St. Lawrence River was wide by now and we spotted a four-star campsite on the water. It was full. Ten minutes later, we found one with a few places left. It was HUGE and Morgane fell in love with it immediately – there was a park and a pool and mini golf and street lights and the bathroom near our campsite had just been opened that day (no spiders!).
Ghis and I went to sleep looking at the stars through the mesh panel on the ceiling of our tent. We woke up when it started to rain and flipped the fly over the tent. Then we remembered that Carmanah was out in the rain, too. Ghis put her in the car and so ended Day 1 of our trip.