Fredericton to North Sydney

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?

We actually got lost looking for the Magnetic Hill, driving right by
this super-subtle unobvious sign. In my defence, the last time I was here
(about 16 years ago), the Magnetic Hill was just a simple dirt road out in the
New Brunswick countryside. Now it's a goldurned theme park
complete with zoo and restaurants and all kinds of crap.
A zoo? Really?

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
Breton Island.

Pugwash: where the Raneys take their dog Tyson to get bathed.

I drove, too! Even though I looked like a crazed chipmunk!

Ooooh, cool diner alert! This one was a Petro-Canada gas station just off the
main highway near Glenhomme. The place was full of men and older
couples. The men were truckers and workers. The seniors know great
food and great value when they see it. This place was GREAT!

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.)