Welcome everyone.
We're getting out. Jennifer, Clint and Maia Porritt have officially hit the road and this is a travel-blog of our family's escape from the big city.
Many of you have asked what’s next in our lives—the answer to which is “currently nothing”. Lately we’ve reflected on how our busy and cluttered lives have been at odds with the way of Jesus—too many distractions and way too much stuff. Therefore, we are planning to take a much needed rest from the busyness of life-in-general.
For an undetermined amount of time we are unplugging our lives here in Edmonton and taking to the open road for a period of Sabbath. We’ve sold our home, paid off our debts and re-tired the van. We plan to meander like hippies across Canada—first east, then west—stopping to site-see and people-watch, to camp in many beautiful places and to catch-up with scattered friends and family along the route. We are not leaving Edmonton permanently—at some point, perhaps in the fall, we will return to Edmonton and prepare for whatever adventure God has next in store for us. Until then, we’ll rest.
We expect that approximately half of you may think we’re completely crazy, while perhaps the other half will be almost convinced that maybe you too need a Sabbath. Whatever you’re thinking on the matter we are confident that your thoughts and prayers will go with us wherever we may wander.
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Sunday, June 22nd
We crawled out of bed really early. We tore down the tent. We packed up the campsite. We arrived an hour early as recommended by the brochure. Only to find that our pre-booked 9:00 am ferry crossing to Newfoundland was to be delayed until 5:30 pm. Arrgh. Change of plans.
Breakfast in North Sydney, a stroll along the historical harbour boardwalk, laundry at the local laundromat, capped off with a great few hours on the beach. We were having such a good time, we almost didn’t notice they had almost finished loading our ferry. In Maia’s often-repeated telling of the tale: “I was just starting in the playground (at the beach) and Dad didn’t get to give me even one turn on the teeter-totter because we saw all the cars getting on the boat so we had to run…” I think she’s the only one of us who truly enjoyed the dramatic race to get on the ferry… in six hours or so we should be driving onto the rocky shores of Newfoundland.
