Today I bid goodbye to my travel buddy. But before I did, we stopped at Gros Morne National Park:
It was at this point that I found out that my email account had been hacked, but unfortunately was not in a position to do anything about it. So I pressed on, but was feeling a little birchy:
It’s all been fixed up now, but it was nice of the hackers to also delete my contacts, so I couldn’t let everyone know. Sigh.
Along the way, I stopped at my last golf course on the tour, in Grand Falls Windsor, and gave Alice McDonald a copy of 65_RedRoses:
Ug. I am exhausted. Going to go and see if I can switch my hotel room. There’s a party going on next door and I ain’t as much fun as those people.
Looks like I speak with poor grammar after all! (Or should I say: all!!!1!)