Apple Nirvana

Sleep was somewhat elusive so stupid o'clock turned into quarter to stupid. The subway strikes necessitated using a taxi to get to the airport & he was duly waiting 10 mins before he was due. Roads were quiet and a taxi lane got us there in no time. Self serve check-in is great if it works - typically it ran out of baggage tags. Shepherded to the solitary assistant able to help & then to the appropriate drop off for backpacks. All a bit fraught & wandered off without my passport - not San Francisco other side of the airport but away from the machine. Oops. Through the photon torpedo baggage scanners & grabbed some breakie. All was going swimmingly - boarded & was informed by the captain that it was likely to be a bit bumpy on the way to Halifax. Thought nothing of it & complimented Liz on how relaxed she was. Famous last words. 20 mins in just as they were going round with the trolley & the seatbelt sign goes on. And boy does it go. The attendants struggled to get the trolley back, one fell over and bits and pieces flew everywhere. Liz was not happy & definitely not relaxed anymore. In fairness two of the staff popped by once things calmed down to check in with her. Thought she'd do a Pope kissing of the ground on disembarking. The book vending machine cheered her up. The upgrade on the car hire cheered me up not that it bothered me. Sorted the Satnav and onwards to New Brunswick. Hotel in Moncton gave us an early check-in so dumped bags and formulated a plan mainly focussed on hitting one of the local apple PYO. By now the rain had cleared & it was bright sunshine. The farm was on a hill with gorgeous views & apples. Apparently they needed to be treated carefully as they were a bit delicate this year. Had one on the way round and then a couple on the bench chilling & taking in the surroundings. Chatted to the owner about our plans & her plans for visiting the UK. Bags full of apples sorted off into Moncton to explore & eat. Worst case scenario - have a walk, can't find a restaurant, have apples for tea. Turns out finding a restaurant wasn't the issue, finding a parking spec was. There was plenty but paying with no data - challenging. Eventually found some WiFi, paid 39p for parking & had a walk along the river. Found a superb BBQ pub & was persuaded away from ordering too much - one big plate of meats & sides did the job. Needed a big walk after.Read more