Dear Everybody Day 7

Dear Everybody Day 7,
It was an early start to the day. I rolled out of bed to the sound of cheerios hitting a bowl outside on the picnic table and decided it was time to get rolling. I always find the last day of camping the absolute worst. You have to pack up and leave such a beautiful place and return to busy life in the city. Who wants to go back to that? And on top of that there was the fact that I was leaving in less then a week looming over my head.
We were quick to get on the road, piling everything as neatly as we could into the car before driving off towards St. John's. 8.5 hours later we arrived with little to delay us. We stopped at a small gift shop that offered over 24 flavors of soft ice cream, but that was about it for pit stops. We were happy that our flat tire (that had been flat yesterday and we had to get fixed, at the same shop we borrowed air from) stayed nice and round and got us all the way home.
As soon as we let Sophie out she was on the ground wagging her tail and enjoying belly rubs and the attention we gave her. Within a few hours we had a bearded dragon brought over, the one the people we house sit for own but have another family looking after for them. Her name is Rosie and she's absolutely the most fantastic thing I've seen in a long time. I love holding her and letting her cling to my shoulder as I sit and talk on the phone or read. I think we're going to get along quite well the next week before I go.
Sincerely,
Yvette