We made it to Maine!
Our jalopy has come through for us getting us from PEI to Shannon's parents' place in Maine. We actually had a very uneventful trip (Praise God!) other than the motorcyclists we saw that had a dog in tow in his own "trailer" of sorts. We can hardly believe that we managed to get all 21 pieces of luggage in and on the car. Other than the house we left behind, everything we now own was being carried by those four tires (Over 700 pounds in luggage alone!). This has really been an awakening of sorts for Cary. We read in the Gospels that Christ told His disciples to leave all that they had to follow Him. Until now, we've never really had to do that. Most of what we have in the suitcases is clothing and toys. After the pictures and documents we also brought, there are only a handful of items that made the trip. It's a weird feeling, being sort of homeless as we wait to go to Brazil, knowing that's now where we belong, and yet in somewhat familiar surroundings. However, it's also very freeing, knowing that you're not tied down by stuff.
Praise God for a smooth border crossing. We had no trouble whatsoever at Calais, even though they asked for some documentation that I wasn't told I'd need. Fortunately, God saw to it that I brought those documents anyway, just to be on the safe side. The border guards seemed more like buddies than the post-9/11 tyrants they are often portrayed as being.