|Dave lookin' sexy at the Best Western in Fredericton.|
We were on the road at 8 a.m. and it was raining cats and dogs.
There was an election here last night - apparently the Liberals
got tossed. Who knew?
|How it works. And it works! Really! It works!|
|At the bottom of the Magnetic Hill. It's a hill, right? Well, the good old|
Jeep went right up that hill backwards, in neutral! Incredible!
They say it's an optical illusion but that looks like a hill to me.
What do you think?
|Yup. Another province. We were suh-moking fast.|
|At the Welcome to Nova Scotia tourist information place on the Bay of|
Fundy flatlands. I only put this picture in because my hair looks good.
Good hair is important.
|Dave doing the pomp-pomp count. We only had 20 left at the tourist|
welcome place in Nova Scotia. By the end of the day, though, we had lost
all the pomps on the roof racks. The last one I saw leave was on Cape
|Pugwash: where the Raneys take their dog Tyson to get bathed.|
|I drove, too! Even though I looked like a crazed chipmunk!|
|My club sandwich was about the best club I've ever had. Honest.|
|Usually Dave's sandwich is known as a western but not in Nova Scotia.|
Here they called it an eastern. Whatever they call it, it was delish.
And look at the size of it! Also in Glenhomme.
|My name is Webster. I'm a mother.|
I don't know how to open my eyes but I'm a mother.
|"Stool Bus." hahahahaha! Near the Canso Causeway, Mulgrave Nova Scotia,|
|Cool cliffs, Mulgrave, Nova Scotia.|
|Crossed the Canso Causeway. Welcome to Cape Breton!|
|The first thing we saw in Cape Breton was a dead moose head tied to|
a fourwheeler on a trailer. Welcome to Cape Breton!
|Dinner at Pizza Delight in North Sydney, Cape Breton. Should be called|
Pizza-Not-A-Delight. Suckage, people, suckage. Look close in the
mirror to see Dave leaving the joint.
|North Sydney sunset.|
|Annfield Manor, the B&B we are staying in tonight before hopping|
the ferry to Newfoundland tomorrow. Can hardly wait!
This place, by the way, is just amazing. Stunning Victorian
atmosphere. Incredible antiques. Beautiful rooms.
|Annfield Manor: bath mat.|
|Annfield Manor: our clawfoot tub.|
|Annfield Manor: our four poster bed; my laptop.|
|Annfield Manor: the knocker on the front door.|
|Annfield Manor: our dresser.|
|Annfield Manor fountain.|
|Annfield Manor: the garage is full of antique sleighs.|
|Annfield Manor: the gardens are beautiful.|
|People get married in the gardens at Annfield Manor, often|
at the gazebo.
|Annfield Manor: the official greeter. Works for food.|
I hear the breakfasts here are great - let you know tomorrow.
(Hope it's not hay.)