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Fredericton, New Brunswick to Digby, Nova Scotia

 

Sunday 4 September 2005 (day 105)

 

Saint John, looks a lot like Southampton

We left Fredericton in the late morning and headed down to Saint John to get the ferry across to Nova Scotia. We opted for the non scenic route and took the motorway. Saint John, as it says in our book, is an industrial town and we were both pleased we had opted to stay in Fredericton overnight. Maybe we did not do it justice but it looked as it all the stored were discount shops and that life here was hard.

    With time to kill we found a Sobeys (supermarket) and stocked up on some essentials before heading to the ferry. We checked in and joined the queue for the hour long wait before boarding. The beauty of Mortimer is that we had a cup of tea while we waited and made a picnic to take with us on board.

    The ferry across to Digby on Nova Scotia takes about three hors. It is the same sort of thing as the cross channel ferries from the UK across to France only smaller. We parked ourselves on the upper desk at the front to sit our the journey. I have either picked up a cold, or its just the effect of the swimming yesterday, and have been sneezing all day. I was not great company, not even up to playing cards, and Stef was bored and twitchy all the way across.

    Next to us was a group of six forty somethings who had been to see the Rolling Stones in Moncton the night before and I listened in to their conversation now and again. It seems to have been a good concert but just with the usual difficulties of facilities, mainly food and drink as no-one was allowed to take their own in with them. Also on board was a chap who looked like e must have had a pretty nasty accident of some sort. He had a contraption supporting his head and neck, not a padded neck collar but a brace that sat on top of his chest and back and had four supporting poles up to a collar around the top of his head. To turn his head he had to turn his whole body. It looked very uncomfortable.

On the ferry to Nova Scotia

    The ride across to Digby was very smooth, calm waters with sunlight bouncing off them. We had booked into a campsite just by the ferry. A sign pointed us left when we should have gone straight on. As we turned back Stef went into German mode as he saw other camper vans heading to the ground. The first one carried on past the site but he cut up the next one which did follow us into the site and they were German! We hooked up for the night and still feeling grotty I was glad not to be moving any more.

    It was about eight in the evening by the time we got there. I was not up to cooking and was not up to Stef cooking (which still means I cook!) so we opted for a take away instead. At lots of places we had seen poutine on the menu but had no idea what it was so we gave it a try - chips with curd cheese and gravy - different!

 

   

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