A Travellerspoint blog

January 2008

Boston...on speed...

I woke up extremely early this morning, so I decided to walk downtown before meeting Mike for our iPod audio tour of Bah-stan Hah-bah. On my way over, I stopped at McDonald's for breakfast (I know, I know, but I had a coupon and I wanted to buy Mike something generic that he would probably like) We met in front of the New England aquarium and then walked around giggling and looking like idiots, one earphone in each of our ears, shuffling about, so that the earphone didn't pop out and we missed some of very detailed directions given on the audio tour.

The audio tour was done by the municipality, in an effort to revitalize the harbourfront. I guess it worked because it must bring quite a few silly looking tourists like us, down to the harbour to spend lots of money there, and make it look busy.

So, Mike and I saw some nice boats, nice views of the ocean, looked at some gigantic lobster and crabs in a box, saw some sea lions and then it was already 11 a.m.! I had to be on the plane by 2:30 and I still had another walking tour I wanted to do. I said goodbye to Mike, I guess one walking tour was enough for him, and then I headed over to Boston Commons, which is really really depressing this time of year (not that I would know whether it is happy or not any other time of year). All the grass and leaves are gone, and people are just going around with sad, cold faces. I won't even the depressing aspect of the mention the insanely historic gravesite just down the street... oh oops...

Anyway, this time, my audio tour was done by National Geographic, which is awesome. It takes you around to all these historical sites, along the "Freedom Trail". It's a red line that goes all around downtown, which helps you find the quickest way of seeing the best Boston has to offer, I think. I only spent about five minutes at each place, because I was practically running. I saw the site of the Boston Massacre, Paul Revere's house, the first public school for black children, the oldest pub in New England, and of course a handful of really old churches.

Then, it was time to go, and I met Rita, a lady on the street, going to a job interview to become a janitor 1.75 hours outside of the city. She offered to bring me to the subway station. I had to transfer at Government Centre, and what did I hear, but this amazingly beautiful voice coming from a folk singer, busking and selling CDs in the subway. I was just completely blown away, I couldn't even believe it. I immediately asked him if he took Canadian money, he thought about it for a while and said yes, so now I am the proud owner of a CD by Boston's own version of David Gray, John Gerard. I found him first folks, literally underground, in the subway, just playing for the folks a-waitin' on the Blue Line...

From there it was faster than I thought to get to the airport, so I was early. Not a problem, I suppose, because I am fascinated by airport culture, as I'm sure many of you are. There was a really good jazz band situated in a busy food court area, so I stopped to listen for a bit. Most people just walk on by, because they are apparently late for their flights, but I can't believe that, honestly. Why not enjoy a smooth jazz tune, take a breather and chill out for a bit? Kudos to the Philadelphia Airport for taking that initiative. I've seen this at the Charlotte airport as well, but the last time, I was one of those rushing to my gate, even though I knew I would just end up waiting once I got there.

Everyone believes traveling should be something enjoyable, even if you're are in a rush and stressing over the presentation you have to do the next day for the big boss at headquarters, or freaking out over whether your luggage will get transferred anywhere but Timbuctoo. If you keep your head on, and notice the world around you, rather than immediately pushing yourself to constanly think about the next thing that you need to show up for. Or how about this for a breakthrough... At work or school, if you stop thinking about the next thing that's due, or whatever other responsibility you have in front of you, amazing things can happen. I'm not exactly saying a jazz band haphazardly set up in the middle of an airport is one of those "amazing" things, (even though it is really really cool and awesome) I'm just saying that all of us need to listen to that jazz band in our souls, man. Stop stressing, take life as it comes, and stop rushing from one responsibility to the next, ignoring the little really cool, or more likely the big, life-altering experiences that happen when you stop going around through life on "ant auto-pilot". Just a thought, I guess.

Thank you, Boston, for your time and patience.

Next destination, Quebec City for Carnaval.

Harbour

Harbour


Old state house

Old state house


Lobster and crabs

Lobster and crabs


Boston from the harbour

Boston from the harbour


Me and Mike

Me and Mike


Mass. state house

Mass. state house


Graveyard

Graveyard


Old state house

Old state house


Freedom trail

Freedom trail


Freedom trail 2

Freedom trail 2


Me on the subway

Me on the subway


Jazz band at PHL

Jazz band at PHL

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Trip Advisor conference

The hotel where the conference was at was very easy to find. I just took the number 1 bus up Mass. Ave. across the bridge. There was a stunning view of the Boston skyline on my way to breakfast.

I got there way earlier than everyone else, so I had a nice quiet breakfast. Then everyone just piled into the meeting room. We all listened to a bunch of presentations from the CEO of Trip Advisor, as well as one from my boss, Luc and also, the managers of smartertravel.com and cruisecritic.com.

Interesting. The company has experienced some stunning growth in the past year, and of course, they are interested in continuing this trend.

After that was done, we broke up into groups. I had a group of mostly younger people, which was interesting. Most of them had just come to work at Trip Advisor in the past year. We ate some noodles and then everyone left so quickly! I wanted to hang out a bit, but I guess they were all busy.

The one person I am supposed to meet to talk about important things is Alinna, and I can't seem to find her. I met her in the morning and we didn't really know what to say to each other, since we kind of had this discussion on the phone already. I sort of interviewed her and learned a bit about what she does over on the Trip Advisor forums. I guess I'll talk to her on the phone later.

Ok so after the conference Shaun and I went out to meet with Kevin and Josh, two of our bloggers in Boston. They were pretty cool guys. They talked about their travels, Kevin went to Denmark for an exchange program, and Josh has traveled all over India on his motorcycle. He's currently living the rockstar lifestyle in Boston, and planning to go back to India soon. I was disappointed when Jessica, another blogger did not show up, even though she was really excited to meet everyone. I wonder what happened to her...

After that, Shaun went back to his place, and I had some time to kill so I walked randomly around Boston a bit and found myself in front of a gigantic Christian Science church. Incidentally, they were having a "healing meeting" at that moment, so I decided to go in to see what it's all about. Mostly, it's just people giving their testimony about reading certain religious texts and finding themselves healed of cancer, colds, etc. etc. Kinda wacko... What I liked about it though, was this thread that runs through the whole philosophy about reality. They believe that reality is something our minds create, including our bodies. It's very existential, which is one of the many philosophies I subscribe to, halfheartedly at that.

Then, it was time to catch up with some Bostonian couchsurfers that I had met at a previous meetup in Montreal. Tony and Eli were both there, but I kinda got a little drunk and completely forgot to take pictures. It was awesome meeting such an active group, they meet weekly at The Other Side Cafe, every Wednesday night. Pretty awesome. I also had heard that they were planning another road trip to Quebec City for Carnaval, coincidentally, the same weekend that I will be there. I told them about this and it seemed to further encourage the roadtrip deal. I hope that they will come and hopefully I will meet up with them again for another psycho-insane blow out!

The Boston crew is totally awesome. I was talking with Mike, who had just moved to Boston from France and he mentioned he wanted to go touristing around. I had the morning free, so I promised to meet him the next morning bright and early at 9 a.m.

I also met Laura, who was at the meeting for the first time, and another guy from France. I ordered a pitcher of "Harpoon" beer, apparently it's the local special (cheap and comes with chips and salsa), shared it with some people and then was kindly driven home by another friendly couple, both of their names escape me at the moment.

Sunrise over the Charles River

Sunrise over the Charles River


Shaun and Canadian geese

Shaun and Canadian geese


Me and smoots

Me and smoots


It's a suggestion...

It's a suggestion...


WTF?

WTF?


Chillin'

Chillin'


Nice architecture

Nice architecture


Shaun and chowdah

Shaun and chowdah


Me and chowdah

Me and chowdah


Kevin, Josh, Shaun

Kevin, Josh, Shaun


Me, Kevin, Josh

Me, Kevin, Josh

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Montreal to Boston

Ohhhhhh kay. In Montreal, I had to run across the whole airport because my first flight was delayed. That sucked... Anyway, I ended up being early, sweating and panting, I run up to the flight attendant and demand the plane is stopped! She says, don't worry, there's no one on it yet. "Oh...OK"... I quickly cease panicking, and board the flight to Boston.

Anyway, on the flight, I met a local Bostonian, Joe who was very nice and told me all the good places to get seafood. Then, he offered to drive me downtown, which I gladly accepted. Perhaps he will come to one of my meetups tomorrow.

Crazy tunnels

Crazy tunnels


Joe

Joe

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Snowstorm!

Good evening, I am writing to you from Highway 11 just outside of Syracuse, New York, Central Square to be exact. An insane amount of snow has just begun falling on us. In a split second we were completely unable to see anything two feet in front of us. We slowed down to a crawl and the police blocked off the entire highway with flares and we pulled off. The lady at the convenience store told us we had to get onto this highway, the same highway that everyone else was diverted to. We're going an average of about 30km/h...maybe less... we'll be in Ottawa tomorrow undoubtedly....I guess...

Stay tuned for my next adventure on Tuesday. I'm going to Boston, MA, for an Expedia meetup!

Chris in snow

Chris in snow


Me in snow

Me in snow


Detour

Detour


Slow traffic

Slow traffic

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Baby Shower in Ridgeway

I slept in, took a shower and had some coffee with my grandma and a little chat. Before I knew it, it was lunchtime, so we had some chili and red wine while waiting for Dante Irma to show up, before we went to my Aunt Diane's house for Michelle's baby shower.

The last time I really talked to Dante Irma was when I was about 17, changing in the women's locker room at the YMCA in Welland. She saw me, and immediately ran up to me in her underwear and gave me a gigantic hug. Apparently she is an avid swimmer, and this was the first time our schedules were the same and we ran into each other there. She is a very rambunctious and exuberant lady. A very nice person to have around.

After talking for a while over our wine, Dante Irma told us some of her war stories which are always fascinating, until it was time to go.

I haven't seen either of my cousins in about six years, so it was good to see them again. Michelle is the oldest out of all of us, and she's a principal at a school in Cambridge, Ontario. She's really happy to be having a baby, and I'm happy for her, because she's always been the motherly one. When we were kids, she was always taking charge of every situation, and looking after her younger sister, Danielle and I when we were young. She got a lot of really nice stuff, including a complicated-looking stroller from Danielle and a nice poem and drawing from Aunt Diane.

It was a pretty laid-back affair. There were no crazy ladies drunk on punch, and also no wacky games which usually involve these same ladies screeching and laughing uncontrollably at each other. I won a bunch of cherry blossom flavoured bath products for having the word "winner" written on the bottom of my plate. That's me, a winner, every time. Louise the big winner, ha.

So it was getting to be a little late, and we still had to visit my longtime friend Trinette. She came to see me in Ottawa in the summer, so I wanted to catch up over some tea. She lives near my cousin, so we went there for a bit, met her new dog, Dora, who is a hyperactive border collie, similar to my mom's border collie, Destiny.

All the boys hung out at my house while the shower was going on, but by the time me and my mom got back home, they had already left. So, I guess it will be another month or so before I see my uncle, and cousin-in-law. That is, if we plan on having boys at my mom's birthday party in March. Hmmm... Something for mom to ponder.

We still managed to leave while it was still light out, and now we're driving through the U.S. pondering a rest stop. My mom gave us some yummy spice cake with mascarpone icing, that we are totally going to delve into in a couple minutes.

Michelle, Danielle, me

Michelle, Danielle, me


Me, Trinette, Mom

Me, Trinette, Mom

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Niagara Falls

Today we got up early to take Chris to Niagara Falls since he has never been there.

We had a leisurely breakfast and then parked at the Casino (it's really cheap there, especially if you are a casino member, it's free to join, and then you usually get free parking)

By the way, another place for free parking is in the Comfort Inn at the top of Clifton Hill. Just park there, and tell the parking attendant you are going to Rumours nightclub/restaurant, then you're good for the whole day.

The falls weren't that impressive today. Whenever there is a lot of mist, you can't really appreciate the sheer magnitude and immensity of the experience. Chris said he was disappointed and then denied it later. However, we were lucky to see a rainbow when we first got there.

After taking a walk along Table Rock, we decided to go on the Journey Under the Falls. The bottom part was closed because of massive accumulation of ice on the lower deck. But we could still explore underneath the falls in the tunnels, and walk out on the upper observatory deck, directly beside the place where the water plunges into the river below. Really pretty, you can hear the thundrous roar and feel the vibrations from the sheer amount of water falling over the cliff. Nice.

After this, we went to go see the hydro generation facilities near the whirlpool down the river. It's pretty huge, and amazing, but still uninteresting to me. My dad likes to show people this stuff and explain how it all works.

It was pretty cold, so we went home to make a crazy awesome shrimp pizza and pull down some wood off of my old treehouse for my friends Brendan and Michelle. They are married now, but they started dating one fateful day in my treehouse, at my 16th birthday party. So I thought I would get them a little sentimental present for the next time I see them in Toronto. Aw...

After pizza, me and my mom went to go have a facial in Ridgeway, which was nice and relaxing. It was a really nice spa, and we just chilled out for about an hour while listening to new age music and inhaling some minty Aveda products while the lady at the spa massaged our face, neck and arms.

My dad and Chris went to Fort Erie, but I guess they weren't into it, so they didn't even leave the car. Chris also wanted to go to Buffalo and see the "bombed out" inner city, so that's what we did. We had some of the original buffalo wings at the Anchor Bar. After 18 years of life just across the river from the original inventors of the buffalo wing, it's hard to believe I've never been there.

We hung out at Spot Coffee and asked the baristas where to go tonight for fun music. They recommended the Tralf, which was hosting the Artvoice battle of the bands that night. So, that's where we went, after wings of course.

I guess the wings were good. I'm not a wing person at all. We ordered 20 of them, but I could only eat four and Chris could only eat six. We brought the rest home for my dad. I'm such a nice daughter.

Next, we tried to find parking somewhere on Main St. near Shea's but it was next to impossible, so we drove around forever, and finally found a spot. Back in the day, I went to the Tralf once to see the Canadian swing-master Colin James with a fake ID with my friend Lisa. When we finally found the bar, I had all these nice, warm, fuzzy flashbacks of that show, because it was a really fun time. I remember Lisa and I had the whole dance floor to ourselves and the venue was pretty much empty last time I was there. This time it was packed and we met some people from Ellicottville, danced to a couple bands, but left early because the last band was hip hop and really sucked.

We also forgot to come back to Niagara to see the lights that they shine on the falls, as well as the funny Christmas lights that are up all along the river. Chris didn't seem to mind, and I have already seen these attractions a whole bunch of times, so nobody lost out really.

So that was my big Saturday in Niagara and Buffalo. I think it was pretty eventful. Tomorrow, I go to my cousin's house to shower her with presents and see her before she has her baby.

Rainbow

Rainbow


Skylon

Skylon


American falls

American falls


Chris in danger

Chris in danger


Mom and American falls

Mom and American falls


Niagara Falls

Niagara Falls


Chris and me

Chris and me


Chris and falls

Chris and falls


Ice and falls

Ice and falls


Funny sign

Funny sign


Tunnel

Tunnel


Damage

Damage


Journey...

Journey...


Ice and falls

Ice and falls


Funny sign 2

Funny sign 2


Whirlpool

Whirlpool


Hydro dam

Hydro dam


Dad explaining

Dad explaining


Me getting wood for Brendan and Michelle

Me getting wood for Brendan and Michelle


Mom and forms

Mom and forms


Before facial

Before facial


Me and facial

Me and facial


Mom and facial

Mom and facial


After facial

After facial


Guy breaking into a car

Guy breaking into a car


Blue steel

Blue steel


Spot Coffee

Spot Coffee


Anchor Bar

Anchor Bar


Anchor Bar and Britney

Anchor Bar and Britney


Funny sign 3

Funny sign 3

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Shannonville Gas Station

Chris is sort of awesome, in a half-assed, always a little too late kind of way. He waited all day at my house for my passport, which I was totally stressed out about, he saved my life by bringing it to me at my work. This allowed me to enjoy my weekend away without worrying about whether I would have enough time to get it on Monday, before I have to leave for Boston. So anyway, he saved my life and my sanity.

Yesterday, he decided to drive to Niagara Falls with me, even though two weeks ago, he said he didn't want to go. Oh well. Now I have an extra bus ticket to Niagara Falls for another super adventure.

We left Ottawa at about 4:30 p.m. after work and after a few hours of deliberation, decided to drive to Niagara through Canada, rather than the U.S. Driving through the U.S. saves time and distance, according to my parents, but we didn't have any American money for gas and tolls and things, so we opted to take the American way on the way back. This way, we'll end up making a large circuit, and our roadtrip will be more interesting. Yay.

Later on, we almost ran out of gas. After we just missed a giant gas station, we realized we had to fill up. The next exit was Shannonville, Ontario, near the Tyendinaga native reservation. The gas station was something out of one of those cliche horror movies, similar to all the ones we stopped at on our way to Halifax during the last trip. This time, I had the foresight to take some pictures of the locals and of course, the ashtrays in the washrooms.

Chris said he thought the people in Shannonville were really nice, but I thought the lady who told me where the washrooms were was quite curt and abrupt with me. Also, the whole thing struck me as kinda creepy.

After this stop, we just kept on going all the way to my parents' house in Stevensville, a small town in between Fort Erie and Niagara Falls. My mom made us sandwiches and popcorn and then we went to bed.

Chris driving

Chris driving


Two guys at the gas station

Two guys at the gas station


Guy filling up his ATV

Guy filling up his ATV


Chris outside Shannonville gas station

Chris outside Shannonville gas station


Ashtray in bathroom

Ashtray in bathroom


Ashtray in bathrrom 2

Ashtray in bathrrom 2


Corolla

Corolla


Corolla2

Corolla2


Corolla3

Corolla3


Corolla4

Corolla4

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Back home...

Lisa and I get up as early as we can (which is about 9 a.m.). We have some breakfast and say our goodbyes. We pack Burrito and Dave into the car and begin the long drive back to O-town.

Lisa needs new glasses so we decide that it would be best if I drive at night (lucky me!).

We stop for a minute at the magnetic hill near Moncton, but it is closed.

We drive and drive and drive and stop for gas a couple of times. Each time, we find ourselves at a backwoods grocery store/gas station/restaurant and Lisa is terrified to go inside alone. She's seen too many road trip horror movies, I guess. Other than that, I kick back, read some Absalom, Absalom! and repeatedly try and justify my existence to Dave.

So, eventually it gets dark and it's my turn to drive, just as we are entering Quebec. Ten minutes into the journey, I'm cruising along at a pretty fast clip, listening to one of my many CBC podcasts, when out of the blue, in a split second I briefly catch a glimpse of a giant CARCASS on the road. Maybe it was a moose, maybe it was deer, I honestly couldn't tell you, but I'm pretty sure I drove straight over its head, and the left half of our Yaris leapt into the air.

Dave was playing tennis on his cellphone and Lisa was sleeping in the back, so there is no way to verify exactly what kind of animal it was. Dave said that in that very instant, he had accepted his impending death and was already embracing the afterlife. Lisa was laughing her head off, and speculating on what kind of lifeform that could have possibly been. I still can't get the memory of the blood-stained highway out of my head. We briefly contemplate turning around and inspecting the scene, but decide that this would be just too much of a horror movie cliche to take the risk.

The rest of the way was also uneventful, the road was foggy and there was a little bit of rain, but we got back safely, early in the morning on Monday.

Join me next time for another Lisa and Louise road trip to Columbus, Ohio.

Road

Road


Road2

Road2


Magnetic Hill 3

Magnetic Hill 3


Magnetic Hill

Magnetic Hill


Magnetic Hill 2

Magnetic Hill 2

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One magical (super long) day on the east coast...

I am writing to you from the road. It is 2:53 a.m. and we are stuck in some kind of accident scene on Highway 2 somewhere east of Edmundston.

There are about 10-15 trucks all lined up and some police cars are patrolling up and down the lane to the left of us.

We pull up beside the guy in the jeep in front of us, Joseph, and he doesn't know what is going on. So, we make the best of it, crank up the White Stripes and eat some cold chicken curry. Yum. Now, I'm going to try to sleep again, after a stop at Tim Horton's we are back on the road to Damascus (Halifax). At about 6 a.m. I take the wheel after a refreshing three hours of sleep... The sun is coming up and I'm driving straight into the pink eastern horizon. It's lovely and I'm just absorbed in the colours and the scene of the road fading into the distance among the snow covered pine trees is amazing. Just as I'm contemplating the utter beauty of the moment, I realize that the sun is going to actually come up today and it'll be shining directly in my eyes. In about 15 minutes, sure enough, my retinas are burning. Note to self, bring sunglasses next time. I stop the car about an hour outside of Halifax at a small gas station, where a man is having his breakfast and chatting with the waitress in the restaurant inside. Apparently, a sadistic murderer has just confessed to brutally killing a 20 year old. 9 a.m., Shylo calls us because we are late. We're almost there, but I miss the excessively obvious turnoff to Lower Sackville, which is where she lives. We try to turn around but are so incredibly lost it's unbelievable. We stop at a convenience store to ask this lady where to go, she says "Go straight down this road, turn at the Irving, then turn right at 'Cobekood' until you get to town." There are two other people in the store, both of them give us two different directions to Sackville. Lisa and I thank them for being so helpful, but we decide to take the first route. So this "straight" road is not that straight. As I am driving looking for "Cobekood" Rd. Suddenly Lisa screams "COBEKOOD TURN", and I have to pull a U-turn to get onto the road, which is labelled... "Cobequid"???? Anyway, I am laughing so hard tears are streaming down my face and Lisa is shrieking, as usual. That spelling is NOTHING like what the shopkeeper told us the road sounded like. Anyway, it was funny, you had to be there, trust me.

So, we get to Shylo's house and it's HUGE. Three bedrooms for one person, holy.

Anyway, Shylo gave us some cereal and then we went downtown to see Pier 21 and look at the harbour. It's kinda cool to think that crowds and crowds of people arrived here with virtually nothing to their names except boundless amounts of hope. Now, the harbour is deserted except for joggers and tourists.

We also located the production set for the Trailer Park Boys. Lisa somehow managed to get the car stuck on this extremely thick sheet of ice in front of the set. She was very excited to be there.

At 2 p.m. we went on a tour of the Alexander Keith Brewery. It was one of those Disneyfied historical museum sites, with character actors from the 19th century. I don't believe they actually brew any beer there, but they tell us that they do. Shylo, Lisa and Dave really liked it, though.

After this, we went to go eat Donairs for lunch and then back to Shylo's house for a nap.

Nap time is over, so we head to Halifax to go out for dinner at Bubble's Mansion, (that dude with the glasses from Trailer Park Boys). We had some uninspiring food, and Lisa couldn't stop taking pictures of the TPB memorabilia placed around the restaurant. Apparently, Bubbles regularly stops by to visit, so Lisa and Shylo wanted to wait and see if he would come.

As I was struggling to stay awake, Shylo's boyfriend started asking me lame questions about my ex-husband. I got really angry and stormed out. I told Shylo to stop dating him and eventually she did, but probably not because I told her to.

Me and Dave left and went touring around, climbing up Citadel Hill and checking out the nightlife, which was pretty much nonexistent, this weekend after New Year's. Long day, goodnight.

outside Edmundston collision scene

outside Edmundston collision scene


Sunnyvale

Sunnyvale


Sunnyvale 2

Sunnyvale 2


Sunnyvale 3

Sunnyvale 3


Sunnyvale 4

Sunnyvale 4


Sunnyvale 5

Sunnyvale 5


Joseph!

Joseph!


Sunnyvale 6

Sunnyvale 6


Sunnyvale 7

Sunnyvale 7


Sunnyvale 8

Sunnyvale 8


Pushing the Yaris

Pushing the Yaris


Bridge to Halifax

Bridge to Halifax


Halifax

Halifax


Theodore Tugboat

Theodore Tugboat


Theodore Tugboat 2

Theodore Tugboat 2


Harbourfront

Harbourfront


Harbourfront 2

Harbourfront 2


Nova Scotia

Nova Scotia


Wave and Dave

Wave and Dave


Harbourfront 3

Harbourfront 3


Cat

Cat


Georges Island

Georges Island


Georges Island 2

Georges Island 2


Immigration info

Immigration info


Alexander Keith's

Alexander Keith's


Lisa and Mr. Keith

Lisa and Mr. Keith


Dave and Mr. Keith

Dave and Mr. Keith


Alexander Keith's 2

Alexander Keith's 2


Brewery

Brewery


Brewery 2

Brewery 2


Brewery 3

Brewery 3


Lisa smelling beer

Lisa smelling beer


Brewery 4

Brewery 4


Brewery 5

Brewery 5


Brewery 7

Brewery 7


Barmaid/keep

Barmaid/keep


Lisa/Shylo drinking

Lisa/Shylo drinking


Me, Shylo, Lisa

Me, Shylo, Lisa


Three girls at a brewery

Three girls at a brewery


Lisa and Irish handcuffs

Lisa and Irish handcuffs


Brewery 8

Brewery 8


Me and beer

Me and beer


Gambling

Gambling


Brewery 9

Brewery 9


Brewery 10

Brewery 10


Shylo vs. Donair

Shylo vs. Donair


Lisa vs. Donair

Lisa vs. Donair


Me vs. Donair

Me vs. Donair


Bubbles Mansion

Bubbles Mansion


Bubbles

Bubbles


Bubbles

Bubbles


Halifax street

Halifax street


Dirty Yaris

Dirty Yaris


Shylo and shopping cart

Shylo and shopping cart


Lisa and shopping cart

Lisa and shopping cart


Lisa and memorabilia

Lisa and memorabilia


Kittyland

Kittyland


Bubbles painting

Bubbles painting


Me and shed

Me and shed


Shed

Shed


Shed and Lisa

Shed and Lisa


Shed and Lisa 2

Shed and Lisa 2


Shed 2

Shed 2


Shed 3

Shed 3


Shed 4

Shed 4


Shed 5

Shed 5


Shed 6

Shed 6


Beer fridge

Beer fridge


More memorabilia

More memorabilia


Hector and Shylo

Hector and Shylo


Donairs 2

Donairs 2


Donairs

Donairs


Shopping cart above the bar

Shopping cart above the bar


Shylo and shed

Shylo and shed


Shylo living room

Shylo living room


Shylo dining room

Shylo dining room


Shylo kitchen

Shylo kitchen


Shylo backyard/pool/porch

Shylo backyard/pool/porch


Shylo bedroom

Shylo bedroom


Shylo bathroom

Shylo bathroom


Shylo house

Shylo house


Sunnyvale Cr.

Sunnyvale Cr.


Alexander Keith's sign

Alexander Keith's sign

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Halifax and beyond!

So, there will be no pictures of the drive out to Halifax. None of us remembered to bring a camera. Tomorrow, dear friends, don't worry.

So, Sam backed out on the trip, but it was actually kind of a good thing because Lisa rented a tiny tiny Yaris. There is just enough room for our stuff in the trunk and exactly enough room for one person to sleep in the back while the other person drives. Dave can't drive, so Lisa and I are switching up every few hours.

We left from my work at about 5:30 p.m. and driving across Quebec took forever. I tried to sleep while Lisa drove, but it was tough since Dave is a crazy astrology/philosophy maniac. Lisa and Dave really got along, talking about quantum physics etc. etc. Also, I found out that Lisa is a lucid dreamer, something that I would not have found out otherwise. So that is cool.

We drove alllllllllllll night, boring boring boring, until...

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