Lobster Tales

Friday
Landed in Halifax, drove south/west through Yarmouth to Pinkney's Point. Finally saw M's house by the ocean and understand why she bought it. We drank two bottles of wine, talk incessantly (amazing after a 3.5 hour car ride). Fall to sleep with ocean smell and air through the windows.

Saturday
Decide that chairs outside are just not going to cut what looks like a full-on sunny day. Put air mattress outside, lay down pillows, blankets, books, beer and settle in.
Neighbours come a-visiting, apparently M's (girl)friends are popular out here. Make some comment about "scratching" that will now have rumours flying about M's sexual preferences (sorry).

Buy lobster from handsome fisherman/cousin-although-not-by-blood of M's - we bring them home and realize we are too scared to touch them. Oops, M runs off to get the neighbour who, like a true hero, rescues the damsels and stuffs the lobsters in the pot after killing them under a hot tap. who knew?! Shuck, eat and drink more. Hard days work!

Sunday
Meet some more family, eat some more lobster, finish it off by eating more lobster (pasta, hmmm) drinking...ooph.

here are some country pics...

mon/tues/wed
Halifax - reminds me a lot of Ottawa, could have been all the Uni-students who insist on wearing flip-flops and shorts in less than warm weather... I toured the sites on tues and met an old friend for the afternooon. Next two days ate our way through a few restaurants; Chives, Jane's on the Common, Fid...I am now officially full. We also went to an event I thought was cool called "Battlesnap" you can find out more here...neat idea.