Still going back a week, this is me in Debert, Nova Scotia, walking the rails. Now, there's a reason for this, Debert was where my grandmother lived as a child. Actually, her father ran the Debert railway station, and she lived right at the station. My mom said that her mom told them stories about being a little girl, and having to go to the washroom. She would have to leave her room and walk all the way down the platform to the washroom at the other end. She was so embarrased because she felt all the people who were waiting for the train knew exactly where she was going!