On something I forgot to mention

There was one notable event that I forgot to mention in my last post. On the train coming back from New Brunswick, the parents and I had sat down for supper in the dining car taking three out of four seats in one booth. A few minutes later, the waitress seated a woman of about fifty in the remaining seat. Her name was Suzanne and she was from Ottawa. She had been in Nova Scotia for the Cabot Trail relay race. As such, she understood us very well as well as our just completed jaunt. Mummy commented that Via Rail could hardly have picked a better table mate for us!