I was making for Havre-Saint-Pierre. When I told that to the bus-driver, he said: ‘It’s the end of the road. Can’t go any farther than that. It’s the end of the road.’ Two Indian youths got on the bus at the same time as myself (..) ‘Where you makin’ for?’ ‘Havre-Saint-Pierre.’ ‘That’s the end of the road.’ ‘So they tell … Continue reading →