On Friday, we drove the few hours from Fredericton to St. John, New Brunswick. Sarah told us she wanted to see the reverse falls, which has something to do with the Bay of Funde meeting the St. John River and exploding or something. She wanted to be there at noon because of something with the tides. I slept most of the drive, after reading a bit, and woke up when we stopped at what I thought were the falls. I was blurry, but saw cars and a fence and a plain-looking building that said St. John Airport. Still fuzzy. Sarah jumps out and says, “Happy Easter!” and runs inside. Honestly, I thought she had figured out a way to get my package up here from the house or something. Then I saw her walking towards us
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