When we started planning our trip to the Canadian Maritimes, M had the Bay of Fundy on his wish list of places to visit. I’d heard of it, but wondered if tides could be impressive. Most of my experiences with watching the tide come in or go out were at the Jersey (as in New Jersey) shore growing up. Our parents loaded us all into the station wagon early on a Saturday in August and off we went for two weeks of sand, sea, and sun. Being a person of the fair skinned variety, I suffered many a sunburn. Burn and peel were pretty much the norm for the first week. A good case of sun poisoning was not uncommon. After that I would develop my version of a tan which tends to be reddish enough to look like a sunburn. We didn’t have sunscreen in those days, and if I ever do see a dermatologist, I’m sure she will be shocked to learn I used the baby oil and iodine solution that was so popular in those days. Might as well have deep fried me. Heh.