Based on the fact I’ll probably never get the chance to do this again for years if I didn’t take up the opportunity when it presented itself, I went with some guys in my class to the wonderful province of Newfoundland & Labrador for a few days. I miss it – what a province. It’s astoundingly beautiful. The weather is pretty insane (winter is still very much alive there) but that’s all part of its charm.
Thursday, we took off and went through Cape Breton and Sydney to get to the Newfoundland Ferry. It’s run by the feds, and once I get an error sorted out with a photo I took on the top deck of the ferry at sunrise, I’ll post it. Cape Breton is also an incredibly beautiful area of Nova Scotia, I’m glad I saw it before I leave.
Friday was the main drive in Newfoundland. We stopped in Cornerbrook where a classmate lives and then headed onwards to St. John’s. Imagine this: after maybe three hours sleep on a bunk bed on a ferry, us guys, dirty, overtired, get onto the road at 7 a.m. and never look back. We put on some Led Zepplin and just kept going.
Once we got to St. John’s, we stayed in a house owned by another classmate’s uncle. We slept on couches and spent some “quality time” on George Street (St. John’s centre of, um, socializing) in some nice bars and had an all-around fantastic time.
Saturday was incredible. Busy, but incredible. We went to Signal Hill, which is where Marconi sent his first Trans-Atlantic radio signal. It was windy. Incredibly windy. As in wind-burn windy. And as in the wind could lift you off your feet windy. You get the point.
All in all, it was a fantastic mini-trip. Now I can say I’ve seen all of Eastern Canada – Ontario, Quebec, New Brunswick, Nova Scotia, P.E.I. and Newfoundland & Labrador.
PERSONAL STUFF: Just when am I getting out of Halifax? Wednesday. I have to ship my stuff tomorrow and sell my bed and sign a few documents but then I’m outta here!