Day three, Friday, started off as a really nice relaxing day. The Thursday evening, we spent the night at our friends' house, D & C. D was also the pastor who married Stefan and I, and they are very close friends. Both of them had to work Friday morning, so we took the opportunity to sleep in, do some laundry, play with their sweet cat, and take a long-much needed walk around town. It seemed at that point, that we had been in a car or plane a lot, and we needed to stretch our legs. If Americans have Dunkin Donuts, the Canadian equivalent (yet, much more popular) is Tim Hortons , affectionately called Timmy's, by most. We always have to stop there to get some TimBits (the.best.donut holes. ever.) and some chocolate milk. Even though they aren't gluten free, I make exception for their sour cream ones. We spent the rest of the morning walking back the mile or two to their house, chatting with D as he got home from work early, then went back to our other friends' hou