Standing guard at the Citadel
Another outstanding campsiteCopyright 2009 Lydia Hinshaw
HAVRE BOUCHER, NS -- One of the things we've learned since we arrived in Nova Scotia Monday is that we should never pass a Sobeys without stopping and buying food.
Sobeys is the most common large supermarket here, and it has a nice counter of ready-made salads, pasta and rice dishes. We'd love to be eating the wonderful local seafood at least once a day, but often this just isn't possible.
In Maine, there were restaurants next door to other restaurants next door to fast food joints next door to outdoor snack bars.
Not here. Tuesday night, the campground lady sent us to a restaurant, the only one within 20 minutes drive, and --oops!-- she forgot that it's closed on Tuesday. We finished up our day with gourmet peanut butter and jelly on French bread.
Wednesday the lady at this campground laughed when we asked her about nearby restaurants. There used to be one, she said, but it closed down.
This time we were ready, because we'd hit the Sobeys in Truro. We sat at our picnic table overlooking an arm of the Gulf of St. Lawrence and dined on Thai noodles, broccoli salad, curry pasta and banana bread.
Good thing we picked up bagels for Thursday's breakfast too.
Wednesday we spent the morning in Halifax, wandering the waterfront on a beautiful day. For our exercise, we hiked several blocks uphill to the Citadel, where a stern guard in a kilt was impassive as several small children tried to tease him into a smile.
I tire of cities quickly, so we skipped the tour of the Citadel and struck out north through low mountains and green fields smelling of fertilizer. Thursday we will set out along Cape Bretton Island's Cabot Trail, famous for its scenery.
Maybe we'll find some fresh seafood too.
Sobeys is the most common large supermarket here, and it has a nice counter of ready-made salads, pasta and rice dishes. We'd love to be eating the wonderful local seafood at least once a day, but often this just isn't possible.
In Maine, there were restaurants next door to other restaurants next door to fast food joints next door to outdoor snack bars.
Not here. Tuesday night, the campground lady sent us to a restaurant, the only one within 20 minutes drive, and --oops!-- she forgot that it's closed on Tuesday. We finished up our day with gourmet peanut butter and jelly on French bread.
Wednesday the lady at this campground laughed when we asked her about nearby restaurants. There used to be one, she said, but it closed down.
This time we were ready, because we'd hit the Sobeys in Truro. We sat at our picnic table overlooking an arm of the Gulf of St. Lawrence and dined on Thai noodles, broccoli salad, curry pasta and banana bread.
Good thing we picked up bagels for Thursday's breakfast too.
Wednesday we spent the morning in Halifax, wandering the waterfront on a beautiful day. For our exercise, we hiked several blocks uphill to the Citadel, where a stern guard in a kilt was impassive as several small children tried to tease him into a smile.
I tire of cities quickly, so we skipped the tour of the Citadel and struck out north through low mountains and green fields smelling of fertilizer. Thursday we will set out along Cape Bretton Island's Cabot Trail, famous for its scenery.
Maybe we'll find some fresh seafood too.
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