What a great week. Last week I had a wonderful time in ol’ Westville with Blair and his family. It was a great couple of days (for the most part) with lots of sun. And Blair and I even (FINALLY) got our first movie date (sans kids). He took me to see “Eclipse” – and it was his suggestion. How great is that??
This week he and I ventured into Yarmouth together for a little twosome get-a-way. It was lovely. Blair had never been down that way and I haven’t been there since I was a teenager. It seems that we’re always headed the other way…toward the City.
We had a great time. A little touring, LOTS of fog, and some adventure. We stayed at a shitty little motel that was reminiscent of Bates Motel from “Psycho” and if it weren’t for a cancellation notice we certainly wouldn’t have stayed in that dump. But we made the most of it. I mean, really, all we needed was a place to sleep, shower and pee.
We saw some beautiful houses and lovely scenery…actually, to me, anything by the water like that I think is lovely, and scouted out the Cape Forchu Lighthouse. http://www.capeforchulight.com/ Once there we climbed the rocks leading down from the lighthouse to the ocean….being careful not to fall. I found a gorgeous chunk of crystal and had to work my ass of to loosen it from the rock’s grasp but eventually I made it. I am happy.
On the way home we took the old route and saw some beautiful spots. Lots of little shanty towns, boats and more fog. We stopped at the Museee Eglise Sainte-Marie, the tallest wooden church in North America (which the point of it reaches higher than the Statue of Liberty). It was one of my favorite places when I was little and I was so excited to be taking Blair there. I don’t think he was prepared for it. It is even more amazing now that I am older and can truly appreciate it. http://www.museeeglisesaintemariemuseum.ca/index.htm
Of course, every road trip has its ups and downs and devastations. Mine was running over a rabbit that had darted out in front of me on a rural road. I didn’t really have any other option. A woman was walking on the side of the road, a pickup truck was travelling a little too close on my ass and the fog was just a little too thick for me to risk being on the wrong side of the road. Poor little Thumper (literally) didn’t have a chance. I yelped and threw my hand over my mouth. Blair will tease me now for a while. But I didn’t mean it…honest. And THAT is why my cat doesn’t go outside.
Dead animals aside, I do love a good adventure. Anyone up for a road trip?