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St. John's

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    • Day 15

      Time Travel(1)

      June 19, 2018 in Canada ⋅ ☁️ 57 °F

      Many. many people can trace their roots back to Newfoundland. It doesn't make it any less powerful to do so. At the urging of two of my sisters, I specifically started this trip near Conception Bay. It turns out that the museum I visited had a whole floor of Newfoundland and Labradorean archives. I started with the knowledge that our Grandmother, Ella Stevenson Hall, Mother of Anson Louis Hall, was born in Harbor Grace, an outport of Conception Bay.
      The archivist was really helpful and pointed me to the baptismal records. Not knowing Ella's religion relegated me to pouring through a few books but I eventually found her record! It is the last one on the page pictured below.
      Ella(as in sister, Marcy ELLA Hall) Stevenson was born to Mark and Hannah Stevenson. (This was who Shannah was named after). Ella's birthday was October 5th 1886. She was baptized, in St Paul's Anglican Church, on November 7th, 1886. They lived in a neighborhood called "The Hill". Mark, ironically, was a listed as a fisherman despite some family folklore that has him as a mail boat captain. I looked five years in either direction of Ella's birth for siblings but found none.
      According to dna testing that Shannah has done, there is also an Inuit influence in our genes from Dad's side. This museum was filled nods to the impact of the native tribes that inhabited this place of extreme, though austere, natural abundance.
      A little silly story is that almost everyone I've run into is enthusiastic and warm. Traits I love about the Halls! When a woman selling me tea referred to me as "sweetie", "love" and honey-dear" in the span of two sentences, I said. "I've been wondering... How do you all elevate these freely flowing endearments for someone that you actually love?" We had a good giggle.
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    • Day 13

      Day 13, St Johns, Canada

      September 13, 2017 in Canada ⋅ ☁️ 12 °C

      An 8am dock this morning in to St Johns. I didn't sleep very well last night due starting with the dreaded man flu. As a result we were up at 6.30am and went for a cuppa. We are currently 3 and a half hours behind UK time. I always thought time zone changes were in complete hours. It was chucking it down with rain and still very foggy from yesterday. The captain was still sounding the horn every few minutes but not the loud foghorn that was using during yesterday but a softer one so as not to disturb the sleeping passengers. As we arrived on the top deck, facing the front of the ship, it looked like we were about to sail straight in to the rock side. It wasn't until we moved to the front of the ship that we saw a very narrow gap in the rocks that we eventually sailed in through. At its narrowest point I'm guessing he only had about 30ft either side to play with, truly magnificent manoeuvring skills. And in the thick fog and rain too !!

      We watched the dock in the rain before going for breakfast. Afterwards we put on our warm clothes and waterproofs as I don't know if I've mentioned it but the weathers been crap and still is!! A certain person not to far from me said and I quote " You'll only need shorts and tee-shirts from Canada in". Yep, wrong!! So we had a walk through the soggy town, lots of war history and many connections back to England. This used to be a stopping place to refuel in WW2 and the locals used to supply cakes and home cooked foods to try and make the soldiers feel at home. Quite fascinating really. Gutted there was no McDonalds for free wifi but Starbucks stepped up to the plate 👍

      After a fair bit of browsing we got back on board and had a spot of lunch and just enjoyed the ship. We went out on deck to watch the sail away and it was fantastic. I think it's got to be one of the best ports for approach and departure we've ever done. The decks were busy and the amount of room down either side of the ship as we sailed towards the mouth of the Atlantic was minimal. As we sailed down there were lots of people at the top of the hill and they fired 3 cannons as we passed. A spectacular departure, really glad we saw it. Still raining ☔️ though !!

      We're just off to the restaurant now, lots of nice choices tonight. Got an early start in the morning even though it's a sea day, more to be revealed tomorrow.

      Adios amigos
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    • Day 12

      Saint John's, Newfoundland and Labrador

      September 9, 2014 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ 16 °C

      4th stop

      wir melden uns heute aus St. John's in Kanada, genauer gesagt aus Neufundland. Der östlichste Punkt des amerikanischen Kontinents mit einer Zeitverschiebung von 4 1/2 Stunden. Das heißt, bei uns ist es gerade 12:30 Uhr.

      Nach 3 Seetagen am Stück über den Nordatlantik, der seine fiese Fresse in Form von 2 Tiefs, Regen, Nebel, 10 Grad Außentemperatur und 3 Meter hohen Wellen gezeigt hat, haben wir nun wieder blauen Himmel, Sonnenschein und 20 Grad, die einem echt warm vorkommen.

      Aber das schlechte Wetter kann man auch auf See aushalten. Ist ja nicht so, dass das nur ein kleines Fischerboot ist. Ab und zu gabs auch Wale und Delfine zu sehen, die sich neben der AIDAluna aufgehalten haben. Und wenn die sich mal unter Wasser versteckt haben, dann lauschten wir den Shows im Theatrium oder versuchen unser Glück im Casino. Die Happy Hour von 19:30 - 20:30 in der AidaBar wird auch meistens mit Caipi, Mojito oder Planters Punch genutzt.
      In der Disse ( Anytime Bar ) gibts dann zum Abschluss, für manche Gäste auch zum Abschuss, eines Tages noch gemütliche Bad Taste-, Schlager, 80er, 90er oder sonstige Partys.

      Heute Abend geht's hier um 18 Uhr Ortszeit wieder weiter in Richtung Halifax, das nach einem dazwischenliegenden Seetag erreicht wird.

      In der Zwischenzeit bekommt man schon die ganzen Infos zur Einreise in New York, da wir ja alle potentielle Attentäter und Dschihadisten sind, müssen wir auch alle brav erst von Bord und uns einzeln dann von den Behörden begrüßen lassen. Im deutschen Sprachgebrauch nennt sich das dann Einreise.

      So, jetzt genießen wir noch das Städtchen und das Wetter und melden uns irgendwann wieder, falls die Amis uns das zugestehen. Ob ich jetzt noch einreisen darf, nachdem die NSA meine Mail gelesen hat? Wir werden sehen :-)
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    • Day 122

      A Spectacular Hike

      November 25, 2017 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 5 °C

      Not a cloud in the sky when we set out. Little to no wind and 5 degrees so we even forewent our big coats as we were going to be some serious walking.
      Around the Battery, up over Signal Hill, down the other side to the village of Quidi Vidi, a spot of lunch at Mallard Cottage, along the shoreline of Quidi Vidi Lake and back to the apartment.Read more

    • Day 2

      decent walk for an awesome beer

      August 21, 2016 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

      Killing a bit of time before my brewery tour, decent walk down here, the highlights included waking past the basilica (photo attached)....cos I'm all grown up and stuff. And walking past a graveyard that had 2 gravestones that I wished had been the other way around as both contained one word only(presumably the name of the deceased)...the first said dicks and the second long...oh how I wished they had been buried next to each other and the other way around so I could have been super childish about the death of long, dicks...can't have everything I guessRead more

    • Day 54

      St. John‘s

      August 13, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C

      New Foundland‘s Capital

    • Day 15

      Fishing, so much Fishing!!

      June 19, 2018 in Canada ⋅ ☁️ 55 °F

      As predicted, the weather was terrible today. Sideways, no actually, literally, sideways rain. It felt like sleet but it was simply the force with which the rain drops were being driven into my face! I laughed right out loud as I turned a corner at a building and was literally blown back two steps. I looked around and noted that people were walking at an angle as they leaned into the wind that made it look like a giant, real-life Michael Jackson video. A perfect day to delve into some history. Preferably indoors. (please note that there is a 6 photo limit on posts. I will likely divide this post into sections so I can share more in the way of pictures) As it happens, I bumbled onto The Rooms. Part Museum, Part Library. A spectacular building with a cool name and a cool logo. When I asked about the name's origin, the curator said that once I learned how the cod was historically processed, it would make more sense. I should have known it had something to do with fishing. And specifically cod. It is impossible to avoid the influence of the sea here. And why would one want to?
      So cod fishing....
      1.The fisherman used hand nets to haul in the fish.
      2. They rowed the dories, laden with fish, to their families' fish houses. With long hooks they lifted the fish up onto the wooden dock. (Room #1)
      3. Here, men and women would filet the fish in stages. The first person would loosen the gills. The second would notch the belly. The third would reach in and pull the guts up to the head and take the head off(save the liver for cod liver oil). The fourth would slice the belly to tail. The fifth would take the spine out. On to Room #2.
      4. In an adjacent house, the fish would be placed in salt to cure for 7-10 days. The salt was part of a trade with parts of the Mediterranean and Brazil. It was in these places that salt water was dried to form salt crystals and traded to the Newfoundlanders for fish.
      5. After salting, the third station was a rinsing of the salt and further drying in the wind and sun.
      6. Finally, the fish were stacked and brought to market in their new, dry, hard, last-forever state.
      To eat the fish, it had to be soaked for a long time to re-hydrate it. Often, a similar state of hard bread was also soaked and then the two were mashed together.
      "The Rooms". Now it does make sense!
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    • Day 119

      St John's In Sunshine

      November 22, 2017 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ 3 °C

      We woke this morning to sunny skies - not a cloud in the sky. The gale force winds of last night had abated to a strong breeze and so it was time to explore St. John’s.
      Along Duckworth Street, down George (party street - more pubs in this street per capita than anywhere else in North America - what an accolade!), back on Water and out to Signal Hill to investigate the colourful houses perched above the harbour on the Upper, Middle and Outer Battery Roads. We continued out along the headland track when the sun began to set and we decided it was probably wise to head back before the light failed.
      Great day.
      These photos were taken from our apartment and along our downtown walk before heading out along the Battery.
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    • Day 50

      St John's, Newfoundland

      September 21, 2017 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 13 °C

      Today we toured St. John’s, the capital of Newfoundland, whose harbor was the center of cod fishing and trading. We drove to Cape Spear, the most easterly point in North America, with magnificent views of the city and coastline.
      Along the way we stopped at Petty Harbor, one of the oldest fishing harbors in North America.
      Signal Hill was our next stop and is referred to as “The Lookout”. It was also where Marconi received the first wireless transatlantic signal in 1901.
      Now we have been on the most westerly point in Europe and the most easterly point in North America.
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    • Day 41

      Signal Hill - Take Two!

      July 19, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ 25 °C

      Got to our campsite yesterday and realized we had only hiked half the North Head Trail around Signal Hill. So, back we went today to do it all over again. So glad we did because we had missed the most spectacular part yesterday. Can't believe people (all 20 somethings) were actually running the trail! Ha! At the end, Garry wanted to hitch hike back up the hill to get to our motorhome!

      Returned to our campground for a rest. I had a nap, and Garry played his banjo.

      Got spruced up and ordered a cab for downtown St. John's. I know our cab driver was speaking english, but we couldn't understand a word he said! Wandered down George and Water Street. Stopped at Shamrock City Pub for a bite and to listen to some Irish Newfoundland music. Fantastic!

      Ended the evening with a night cap at our site. Great day!
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    You might also know this place by the following names:

    St. John's, St. John’s, سانت جونز, Горад Сент-Джонс, Сейнт Джонс, Saint John's, Άγιος Ιωάννης Νέας Γης, San Juan de Terranova, Saint-Jean, Baile Sheáin, Baile Naoimh Eòin, סנט ג'ונס, YYT, セントジョンズ, სენტ-ჯონზი, 세인트존스, Sanctus Ioannes Terrae Novae, Sent Džonsas, Сент Џонс, St. John's på Newfoundland, Сент-Джонс, سینٹ جان, Saint John, செயின்ட் ஜான்ஸ், سینٹ جانز، نیوفنلینڈ اور لیبراڈار, 聖約翰斯

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