No wonder they call 'em "Trails"

The ride back across the Confederation Bridge was, well… interesting. It was significantly windier than crossing over towards PEI a few days before. I couldn’t help but wonder what the ferry ride would be like. If we ever take the bike back there, I may just insist we find out.

PEI is beautiful. Because it is so small, every inch of it has been used up. There are really very few un-manicured natural areas. The contrast you find in Nova Scotia is quite dramatic. You know how in PG we say, “If you don’t like the weather, just wait five minutes.” Well the same could be said of the scenery in Nova Scotia. One minute you are riding along an ocean beach and then you are passing a large dairy farm and suddenly you find yourself driving through an untouched forest. I was surprised to find so much red dirt when we crossed into Nova Scotia. Somehow I sort of imagined that PEI had sole rights to it or something.

The roads along the Glooscap and Evangeline Trails were really narrow, no shoulders and crappy pavement to the point that the outside line was sometimes just sprayed on the gravel edges where the pavement had broken away. The lanes were hardly wider than the trailer and it was interesting following behind Jim and Barb. However, the center of the lane was fairly smooth, the roads quite hilly and lots of corners so it was a great bike ride.

When we arrived at the campsite near Kentville the trailer looked like a burglar had ransacked it. I guess we’ve gotten sloppy in hunkering things down before traveling.

We attended a dinner theatre in Halifax on Monday, which was the holiday. We arrived a few hours early so we could do some sight seeing and shopping. Not. Most things were closed for the holiday. We wandered around the harbour and saw some tall ships and even got to see Theodore 2.

I was surprised by downtown Halifax. There are lots of really old buildings and everything is really quite dirty. Trashy even. It looked like Hastings Street in Vancouver except there were noticeably no street people. Even the Tim Horton’s that we killed time in was grubby. I wish I would have taken my camera into the bathroom. There was hair in the sink, feathers (yes feathers) all over the floor, garbage, dirt piled up in the corners, brown stained toilets etc. It looked like a gas station bathroom out in the middle of nowhere.

The dinner theatre was “All in the MacFamily” a take-off on the Archie Bunker family who are visiting family in Cape Breton. It was really well done and the actors were the ones to serve dinner so they really interacted with the crowd. I’m glad the food and theatre were a good experience because I didn’t want to leave feeling disappointed with Halifax.