Welcome to Our World...

It was time to leave Canada. We arrived at the American border in New Brunswick and went to cross into Maine where we were greeted by a pleasant and polite border patrol officer. She asked us to pop the trunk to have a quick glance and she sent us on our way with a smile. We were expecting a worse experience than we had coming into Canada, but it was the other way around from our anticipation. We passed by a lone gas station on I-95. Seeing as we had a half a tank of gas, we elected to wait until we had 1/4 left. We drove through the peaceful interstate admiring the red, orange, and yellow leaves of the autumn trees. Much of the area was scarcely populated. We went a long way and nearly ran out before we found a gas station we could fill up at. We decided it was time to replace two of our tires as the nearly 4000 mile trek had worn these older tires nearly bald. The last thing we needed was to end up stranded after a sharp rock punctured them. We pulled into a Walmart a