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Halifax Citadel National Historic Site of Canada

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  • Day3

    Halifax Town Clock

    September 3 in Canada

    Prince Edward was tired of the local soldiers always being late, so had this clock tower built in the year 1800.

    Unfortunately it is being restored so it doesn't look like much right now. I also added a photo i took of an image of what it normally would look like.

  • Day3

    Bluenose II Restaurant & Grill

    September 3 in Canada

    We were hoping to have a really quick fast food meal at a highly recommended place called Tin Pan Alley. Sadly, we discovered that, unlike back home, malls are closed on holidays, therefore so was the food court.

    We wandered around for a Plan B... and ended up walking into the Bluenose II Restaurant & Grill. It was 11:30 but they were still only serving breakfast.

    Let me start by saying, we would never eat here again. I will say that the portions were very generous, almost excessive, frankly... I mean, look at all that toast for goodness sakes. Did they give us a whole loaf of bread? But the food wasn't great, and it was incredibly salty.

    The service wasn't very good either. With the salty food I finished my drink rather quickly and there was no server in sight to ask for a refill until we had long finished eating. My eggs were not cooked the way I ordered them either, but I ate them anyway so as to not have to wait forever for a new plate.

    The food didn't sit well with either of us. I pretty much felt a little sick the rest of the day. As, a result I have fallen behind with sharing my posts today, and am playing catch up now at almost 10 pm.

    We also didn't go out for our planned dinner tonight either because neither of us felt much like eating.
    We were supposed to have gone out to the Armview Diner. The restaurant was featured on the TV show "You Gotta Eat Here". We even drove all the way there and parked, but we both confessed we weren't feeling it and we ended up driving away.
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  • Day13

    Touring and Tenting in Nova Scotia

    September 10, 2017 in Canada

    Passing over the forests of Nova Scotia was vastly different from the landscape in Iceland - it reminded me of pieces from 'Settlers of Catan'. After landing and passing through border control, we went over to 'oversized baggage' in anticipation of collecting our bags. Out came a dog, exciting the sniffer dog somewhat! Next came a cat, and after many tannoy announcements, its owner failed to come to collect it! Everyone kept looking around, wanting to learn of its fate! As we exited arrivals and made our way to the bus stop, a friendly member of staff shouted 'you guys look lost, where are you headed?'; the first of many incredibly friendly people in Nova Scotia. After two buses to Halifax, we got off at the last stop along with other tourists unsure of their whereabouts. One girl from Italy was heading to the same hostel. We found our dorms (Hugo and I were separated for the night!). In the morning, I snuck out to buy some breakfast and messaged hugo with 'Miss Abbott in the kitchen with breakfast', akin to a cluedo guess. We then made our way to the car hire collection. After some confusion and our booking crashing the system, an hour later we were upgraded to a Ford edge, a flashy 4x4! Whilst waiting, we were entertained by the cheesy telephone response 'It's a great day at discount' spoken upon picking up each call. Cars in Canada don't have front number plates! We stopped by walmart to pick up the cheapest tent available, 2 fleece blankets, a duvet, 2 chairs and some food. First stop en route was Peggy's Cove, a quaint seaside stop with a lighthouse functioning as a post office. A bag piper played as we ate our lunch, looking out to sea. There were lots of little art shops too, not disimilar from the isle of mull. One old shack was full of whale bones, fishing floats and nets! The bays we passed by were so idyllic, with wooden houses facing the waterfront (often with a plastic dalmation, eagle or owl in the yard?!). We stopped in Lunenburg for the night, a town initially inhabited by German immigrants. On a recommendation from the guy at the campsite office, we went to 'the knot', a German/ seafood pub that was like a hobbit hole. After waiting for a table we dug in to fish and chips and Philly cheese steak! There was even a choice of type of vinegar! The following day we drove to Kejimkujik national park, known locally as 'Keji'. After a very chilly first night (5 degrees - even locals surprised at how unseasonably cold it was), Hugo was relieved to see that sleeping bags could be hired. We set up camp in the forest, our insignificant tent dwarfed by huge RVs, some with personalised signposts at the front of their pitch! At 6pm we joined up with 4 others to board a canoe, complete with two guides. We rowed out on to the Stillwater as the sun set. The Mersey water was stained a rich brown/black, making the reflections of trees in the water like a mirror - mesmerising! As we paused to drink iced tea, we heard the sound of a beaver gnawing and then a saw a splash as it's tail hit the water! A hawk also flew overhead. The guides talked through the various flora and fauna - a very enjoyable trip! Back at the campsite and channelling our inner Bear Grylls, we successfully lit our first campfire! We heated up some shop-bought kebabs and then had smores! Later on we joined a dark sky talk, lying on mats in a large circle of people as the guides pointed out constellations with laser pens. When asked what a familiar part of a constellation was called, Hugo shouted 'the plough' over all the Canadians shouting 'the big dipper'! Unfortunately the moon was almost full, preventing us from seeing the milky way. We did get to see Saturn and it's rings through the park's powerful telescope, though. There were musical interludes throughout, the last song being 'fly me to the moon...'. As I lay under the Wal-Mart duvet, I could hear mice and other unknown rodents scuttling about! Next morning we walked 8km along the water - there was little wildlife but plenty of varieties of mushrooms! We did spot 2 red squirrels and 2 chipmunks, though. As we drove around Nova Scotia, we familiarised ourselves with other species through identifying the roadkill - racoons and porcupines! Every day we seemed to discover a new feature on the car - sunroof, self-opening boot, ac seats! After eating our maple cheerios from our tupperware boxes for breakfast, we set off for Shubenacadie, passing through the Annapolis valley known for its vineyards, and the university town of Wolfville. In Wolfville we had to stop by a wifi cafe to check the actual address of the campground for the night, and then asked where to buy food (keep forgetting they call it a grocery store - my request for the nearest supermarket was met with confusion)! Finally we made it to our campground and the host kindly gave us some kindling and cardboard and told us how to start a fire - success first time! We roasted our first 'corn' and precariously balanced burgers on the grill, using only wooden skewers to turn them (managed to rescue one from the fire)! Some RVs at this site had light-up palm trees! At night we heard the howl of wolves - but not to worry as it was only from the animal park next door! Next morning we headed to Truro to see the tidal bore (highest tide in the world - 16m), but missed it by half an hour - oops! We joined the Trans Canada Highway and headed up to Melmerby beach, sheltering from the wind to have our picnic. As we drove towards Inverness we stopped by in Mabou at the Red Shoe Pub where a family of women were playing live Celtic songs - a packed out venue! Across the road we picked up an ice cream from the 'Rolling Cones' van. Our campground for the night was beside a beach, and we headed in to town for seafood chowder. Up early, we planned to drive the famous 'cabot trail' - and wow, what scenery! Cape Breton National Park is likely to the Nova Scotians what the lake district is to us Brits. Fantastic sea views over forested mountains. We stopped to walk the 7.5km skyline trail - there were warnings of coyote and moose, and although no sightings we did see droppings and a moose print in the mud! As we walked back through the car park, a Canadian couple struck up a conversation and we were congratulated on the announcement of the next royal baby - they love the royals over here!! We then tried our luck at joining a whale watching tour, however all trips were cancelled due to the wind! We made a couple more stops at Neil's harbour for more chowder and Ingonish beach for a quick paddle (Hugo stayed on the rocks, heaven forbid his feet touched the sand). On the way to our campground in Bras D'Or, we spotted a large bird with white head and tail - a bald eagle! We subsequently spotted another 4 in the next 20 minutes. After pitching our tent, we walked down to the huge lake and caught sight of a reddish full moon. Next day we went back through Baddeck, visiting the local market and purchasing some wild blueberries. After pizza, we went on the Amoeba sailing ship around Bras D'Or Lake, passing by Alexander Graham Bell's residence. The guide on board had an encyclopedic knowledge about the area! The captain threw out raw chickens which were caught by a pair of eagles (he had been doing this for the past 10 years) - great view although I was too busy trying to get a good photo! We then looked around the Alexander Graham Bell museum, free this year due to Canada celebrating 150 years since confederation. What an amazing man! Following on from his father, he took great interest in the deaf community and studied elocution, from which he then championed the teaching of 'visible speech', a method of teaching the deaf how to speak invented by his father. Bit of a speech therapist, although slight professional malpractice by marrying one of his clients! Interested in sound and communication, he went on to invent the telephone aged 29, although it took him 18 years in court to proove he was the inventor! He also had his finger in a lot of other experimental pies, including genetics, the graphaphone, and invented the silver dart, the first powered flight in the British Empire. As we got on our way to Battery Provincial Park, the fog drew in. Unfortunate, as our pitch was overlooking the ocean! We had our final campfire and cooked our remaining corn. Awakening to the sound of rain, we began to realise why our tent was so cheap - armed with a packet of tissues we mopped up the leaks and bundled everything in to our fleece blankets, bailing out the tent to seek a comforting breakfast in the car. We eventually packed up and headed south to our final campground. At every turn in Nova Scotia it seemed there was a lake! We stopped off to stock up on food but ended up unknowingly buying a bag M&Ms for £6 - argh! Luckily they tasted delicious. We pulled up to the campground and were met by Janice and Gordy. After ordering some delicious homemade pizza, they sat and talked with us, discussing everything from Toronto recommendations to the queen, liquor and travels. On our way back to Halifax the following morning we stopped by 'Goodies', a donation shop, to pass on our camping supplies - the poster in the window telling us that we were heroes of the community - thanks! We dropped off the car and the guy kindly drove us to our hostel! We then explored the harbour and the maritime museum, Hugo remarking that it was the best museum he had been to! Lots of information about the Halifax explosion 100 years ago, caused by French and Norwegian ships accidentally colliding, resulting in the largest man-made explosion prior to the atomic bomb, killing 2000 people. There was also a display about the fate of the titanic. We then entered a dome cinema to watch the tale of two northern right whales. There were lots of students around the harbour - we were given a free drink, although mine tasted like face wipes! After spotting a gull with a starfish in its mouth, we ventured around the public gardens (being told off for lying on the grass!) and then headed back to the hostel for a mini bbq, where we spoke to other travellers (I felt very organised at this point as noone else has booked how they were getting across Canada)! There were a lot of homeless people in Halifax, one with a sign 'Mario ate my shrooms - need money for weed and munchies' - very upfront! Next morning we walked around the farmers market, making the most of the free food samples. Walking up the hill, we arrived at the citadel just in time to hear the noon gunshot reverberate around the city. For lunch Hugo tried a 'donair burger' (the Canadian version of a donner) at the Fickle Frog Pub. After passing an old lady playing the 'spoons' on her mobility scooter, we visited Pier 21, a museum about immigration to Canada. Although prejudice against some races and minorities in previous years, Canada has become to be known as a diverse country that welcomes refugees or those just wanting to experience the Canadian way of life. It was humbling to read the stories from visitors to the museum, some of whom themselves had arrived at Pier 21 many years ago, either evacuated, fleeing war or as a war bride. To end the day we walked to Point Pleasant Park, passing the equivalent of Marshal's Drive (St Albans), with very large houses and dogs in size to match! We cooked tea at the hostel, observing a guy at a table casually tucking in to a whole lobster (he had steak for breakfast the next morning, too!!). Hugo sat with other travellers hearing their stories - my feet were tired and bitten so I laid in bed! Hugo met a guy, Ben from France, that was staying in our dorm and getting the same train the next day. So here we are, sat on our overnight (15 hours or so!) train to Quebec! After a few games of monopoly, reading, listening to the train music duo and chatting, we can recline in our seats and await the three cities!Read more

  • Day335

    Halifax

    July 10 in Canada

    Schweren Herzens habe ich gestern Abschied genommen und bin mit dem Bus nach Halifax gefahren. Ich bin nur für einen Tag hier, dann geht es weiter nach Cape Breton, aber auch hier gibt es sehr viel historisches zu bestaunen. Unter anderem eine Festung der Briten, die zur Abwehr der Franzosen und Sicherung der Kolonien errichtet wurde. Noch heute veranstaltet eine Highlander Abteilung Paraden und den "noonday gunshot", die 12 Uhr Kanone sowie Dudelsack und Trommelkonzerte und Schießübungen mit Musketen. Das Wetter ist etwas seltsam, morgen soll es einen Hurrikane geben, sehr aufregend!Read more

  • Day2

    Day two. Travel from Atalanta to Toronto then to Halifax. Atlanta-Toronto leg was pretty painless, upgraded seats on Delta helped with long legs and antsy kiddos; Bloody Marys helped the chi flow. Toronto’s airport is weird and confusing, to us anyway, as the signs are not really helpful and the auto check in kiosks are prejudiced against non Canadian passports. That’s according to one helpful airport whisp that was floating near by. Final leg to Halifax aboard WestJet was spent observing two older women, my seat mates, kick and squish their beloved cats, entombed in their pale purple mesh cages, under their seats, until the “sweet darlings” were completely and thoroughly fucked...err, safe and secure, muttering the entire trip, “never again”...
    Halifax arrival and car rental accruement; nice and shiny with the new car smell Jetta, kids strapped and Google maps loaded...downtown Marriott inbound.
    The place is nice, right on the harbor nice rooms and walking distance to all things beer and lobster. Time is limited unfortunately and we hit up the first generic Halifax, “come eat lobster here Americans” restaurant... But you know what? It was good...very good, the lobster was fresh and big, and the meat oh so wonderful.
    Ice cream on the short walk back, the Mint Cownadian was the best chocolate mint ice cream I’ve ever eaten... The bar in the hotel also makes a pretty damn good Old Fashioned...but, and here is a golden travel tip... If you want to drink said beverages in your hotel room, you can’t order at the hotel bar and carry those wonderful concoctions up your self...nope, the only way to drink a hotel bar drink in your hotel room is to request the help of room service foot soldiers to bring them up to you. Genius!
    We’re off tomorrow on a 4 to 5 hour drive to Cape Breton to meet up with the rest of the clan. Halifax looks like fun, it tastes good... I’d like to see and eat more of Halifax sometime soon, but it’s not on the plan... for now the promise of music, beer, liquor, family, and oh yes.. lobster, await.
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  • Day14

    Downtown Halifax, Halifax

    September 11, 2014 in Canada

    5th stop

    hier kommen die nächsten News, dieses Mal aus Halifax, bei leicht bewölktem Himmel aber warmen 20 Grad.

    Nach dem gestrigen Seetag, den wir mit der Exklusivshow "The Voice of the Ocean" abgeschlossen haben, sind wir heute um 6:30 Uhr Ortszeit aufgestanden, damit wir mit einem ordentlichen Frühstück im Bauch zu einem noch auf dem Schiff gebuchten Ausflug nach Peggys Cove pünktlich um 8:30 Uhr starten können. Doch denkste, die kanadischen Behörden haben das Schiff erst um 9 Uhr freigegeben, da sie noch mit einem anderen Ozeanriesen, der Celebrity Summit, beschäftigt waren.

    Also ging es verspätet und somit zu einem verkürzten Ausflug nach Peggys Cove. Auf der Busfahrt könnte man einiges sehen sowohl von Halifax selbst als auch vom Umland. In Peggys Cove musste man dann genau hinschauen, um Tourist von Leuchtturm und Felsen zu unterscheiden.

    Nachdem wir dann wieder am Schiff waren, sind wir noch nach Halifax und haben uns das Städtchen mit dem Public Gardens und der Citadel angesehen.

    Jetzt sind wir wieder auf dem Schiff, da wir heute schon um 16 Uhr auslaufen zur letzten Etappe bis New York. Hier gibts morgen noch ein Seetag und dann Anlegen Freitagmorgen in New York.
    Da wird's dann ganz lustig mit den Behörden, denn es müssen zwischen 7 und 10 Uhr alle Menschen von Bord und sich persönlich vorstellen. Damit aber nicht genug, das muss dann in Gruppen von ca. 100 Leuten geschehen, denn sonst könnte den Amis ja nen Terrorist durchrutschen, also gibts das als Vorgabe von den Amis. Die 2050 Passagiere werden dann von AIDA schon in Gruppen eingeteilt dafür.
    Wenns nicht so viel Aufwand wäre, dann hätte ich ja echt mal ja angekreuzt beim Zollformular für das Einführen von Waffen ;-)

    Hier ist es jetzt gleich 15 Uhr und der Kaffee ruft und vor allem die belegten Brötchen garniert mit Kuchen.

    Wir melden uns dann nochmal aus New York. Macht's gut...
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