Today was a driving day. Getting out of Halifax was easy with Ian, my trusty navigator.
First stop was Peggy's Cove. Unbelievably beautiful. Our first real look at the wide open sea. Nobody was swept out to sea, but it is completely easy to see how people are on a regular basis. There is one old sigh on the lighthouse, otherwise, there are no ropes, no guards, no lifesaving equipment, no disclaimers. Nature has been left as is despite the tourist draw and if you are swept away, you haven't respected the sea. Period.
We did some scenic route, but lots of up down twist and turn. Some bigger highway. The highways are nice, but not well-marked.
Next stop was Lunenberg. Nice enough, but steep. Mainly quaint shops. The harbour was unimpressive really. There was a folk festival on and parking was scarce. But we did find a place and have lunch and walk a bit. The trouble came when we went to leave. We couldn't find the highway. Nothing is marked. No detailed map of Lunenberg. Finally, I asked an old guy sitting on his porch. We managed, but it was sketchy. We headed off on what we thought was the right highway, but no signs!! Turns out it was. Also, there aren't many gas stations.
Stayed at Pubnico. A little spit of land on the south shore. Totally Acadian and french speaking. The only motel in town. Looked a little dumpy, but was very comfortable and clean. Had dinner there. I had the rappie pie, a local dish. Never again.
The woman here invited us to a concert at the local fire hall. Six french women singing. We went. The whole town was there and they all stared at as. But they were so friendly.
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