Special Edition – Meet Marilyn Burns, Ambassador Extraordinaire

We’ve posted before about the friendly and helpful people of the Maritime/Atlantic Provinces and a friendly bolt of lightning hit again in the name of Marilyn Burns.  Coming through Truro was interesting as they had turned the main street that was a nice wide thoroughfare into a two-lane one-way road with parking on both sides, a way narrow road for a large vehicle.  When we were a dozen or so blocks from the Exhibition Grounds where the Bluegrass Festival was to be held we noted a low clearance railroad bridge ahead and a sign that warned of a maximum height nearly a foot shorter than our rig.  We found a left turn onto a side road just in time to avoid blocking traffic and found yet another sign – Dead End!  We proceeded along the residential road until I could find a place to park just before a 90 degree turn and a locked gate just ahead.  As we were talking about disconnecting our toad and how we were going to turn the coach around Marilyn emerged from her home and came to our door and our rescue.  She had already called the enormous lumber yard behind the closed gate and told us they were sending a man over to move a semi parked at the gate and open the gate for us.  She had our emergency well in hand without even asking, just a wonderful ambassador for those in need.  Shortly thereafter an employee of the lumber yard opened the gate and led us through the extensive yard to another road that crossed the railroad tracks on grade.  As if that wasn’t enough he led us the remaining half-dozen blocks to the entrance to the festival grounds, waved us in and turned around to return to work.  When we retell the story to native Maritimers they look at us as if to say, so, that’s just normal.  Ambassadors extraordinaire all!