Travels of the Inexplicable

A journey is best measured in friends, rather than miles.

Tim Cahill, American travel writer

The day began with a lovely walk through a misty graveyard with the Time Traveller . . . don't ask me to try to explain our relationship. ;-)

Driving along misty highways, I then met a friend and we wandered the main street of old Elora, a picturesque, nineteenth-century town set along the Grand River.

Along our route we opened many doors into numerous boutiques, a French creperie, and a patisserie, all the while chatting, getting caught up on the news. C'est bon!

The town is caught up in Halloween spirit, sometimes in an odd sort of way as with this mermaid taking her shark for a walk. Don't ask me to try to explain. ;-)