Ginger Gals and Pirate Pals

Yikes! I feel as though I am desperately overdue for an update, and so much has happened since Mark posted last.

I am writing this post from a cabin looking out onto Crescent Beach, a white-sand beach so beautiful that it was once featured on the $50 bill. I’m flying solo for a few days, but not because Mark and I got sick of each other. On the contrary, we have been getting along rather stunningly considering we spend close to 24/7 together. I mean, we have our moments (for me, it’s becoming so hungry that I start to shut down and refuse to make any decisions; for him, it’s usually general morning grumpiness) but I have to say that there are very few people in the world that I could travel this extensively with. Also, we’re married so we’re kind of stuck with each other. In a romantic way!

Er…anyway, Mark is back in Victoria for a brief visit to surprise his mom for a very special birthday. He flew back using air miles, and though I wanted to go with him, we didn’t have enough for both of us to fly, and also thought it might do us some good to have a little time by ourselves. He had to fly clear across the country (from Halifax to Victoria), which was supposed to take almost 11 hours, and that was with fairly decent layover times. However, there were some pretty nasty winds coming from St. John’s, Newfoundland and with all the plane delays, the entire trip took him closer to 18 hours, poor fellow.

When Mark left off, we were just about to head into (onto?) Prince Edward Island, which is just 224 km long, but probably one of the best-known places in Canada. The reason for this? A spunky l’il redhead:

…wait a minute. That’s not right. Here we go again:

Oh, forget it. Anyway, I’m sure you all know about Anne of Green Gables and L.M. Montgomery and the Lake of Shining Waters, and if you don’t, I don’t want to hear about it because it will probably make me like you a little less. There’s much more to PEI than Anne, however. After crossing the Confederation Bridge, we drove north up the island, and stayed in a hotel attached to a 19th century lighthouse. There were actually two rooms located in the lighthouse itself, but unfortunately, they were occupied. We were steps from the water, and that evening we wandered down the red sand beach and caught a gorgeous sunset:

We did a lot of driving on PEI and managed to see most of the island. We also stumbled on a few buildings made entirely out of concrete and glass bottles, which were actually inspired by a similar building that used to exist in Duncan (two hours from Victoria). Also, the guy who built these died on the exact same day I was born (year and everything), so that was a bit strange. Anyway, I loved how much passion he clearly had for this:

On our second day there, we drove to Cavendish, which is where the inspiration for Green Gables is located. I was basically exploding with glee, and then I cried during the short video they played depicting the life of L.M. Montgomery. We wandered through the house, which was pretty much just how I pictured it, and took a little stroll down Lovers’ Lane. It was all very exciting for both of us me.

Also, Mark put this thing on for me. Can you see the terror in his eyes?

From Cavendish, we drove to Charlottetown, the capital of the island. We stayed in a hostel for the first time since our early 20s and quickly realized that we were the oldest people there. We were pretty exhausted by the time we got there, and just grabbed a quick dinner and then passed out. We also apparently didn’t take any photos whatsoever, so you’ll just have to imagine it. It was a cute little town.

After three full days in PEI, we drove back across the bridge, through New Brunswick and into Nova Scotia (three provinces in a matter of hours!). We spent a couple of very rainy days in the van, driving long days, and finally arrived in Lunenburg, the most adorable town imaginable and a UNESCO World Heritage Site.  We decided to spring for a B&B, and ended up being the only guests in an absolutely gorgeous old house, where we landed the fanciest room in the whole inn for less than half its price. I was particularly charmed by the canopy bed with steps leading up to it:

Lunenburg was pretty fantastic and definitely fulfilled all of my ideas of what an east coast fishing town should look like.

We mostly just wandered the streets, had some fantastic food, checked out a local distillery, and took a brief look at the rebuilding of the Bluenose II, otherwise known as the ship on Canada’s dime.

We also found the coziest pub imaginable. Like a hobbit hole!

On our way from Lunenburg to Halifax, we drove through Peggy’s Cove, home to a very famous lighthouse. It was another beautiful town, but the droves of tourists kind of scared both of us.

We made it to Halifax and spent three days there, which Mark will tell you about. We were there for Alexander Keith’s birthday and messiness ensued. One last thing: In PEI we picked up a little friend for the road. His name is Peg-Leg Pete, and we love him:

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0 Responses to Ginger Gals and Pirate Pals

  1. Vanessa says:

    Hey Lady you are seriously a great writer. I love how your charm and wit come through your words. So, my father in law has a dory boat identical to the one that you have a picture of in the picture above. He had it shipped all the way from Nova Scotia to Alberta! crazy! Anyways, I hope that Mark made it back to you safe and sound and without a 18 hr trip this time. Love ya and miss ya!

  2. Dave says:

    I love how Mark’s shirt matches the ribbons on the Anne’s hat. He looks pretty perfect in that hat and hair.

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