So the trip wasn't bad and the boy survived.
First stop: the Big Apple. He slept most of the way.
Second stop: Kingston to visit Belinda and her girls. He slept most of the way.
Third stop: Brockville where I got gas and purchased a Red Bull. He slept most of the way.
Last stop: Montreal. He slept most of the way.
We met up with Debbie at the hotel and then went to Smoke Meat Pete's, which I felt the smoked meat sandwich was just as good as Schwartz's minus the lineup. I also didn't overeat (go figure).
I am now going to go for a stroll on the treadmill because Eamon and Mommy are sleeping, and I may still have the Red Bull in my system. About that: yeah, I dunno...I think I'm becoming an old man and I can't do the long car drives as much anymore. I was afraid I would nod off while driving. It ain't like how I was when I was younger and I had more stamina. But, much like other things...I'll blame it on the kid
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Accomplishment: didn't overeat and am going to go exercise