As we fell asleep in the old mansion in Fredericton, the rain started. We could hear it pitter-pattering on the roof and the windows, and church bells in the distance. We slept long and deep. In the morning, we had breakfast in the parlour, and chit-chatted with other visitors – a man and a woman on separate business trips, a young Torontonian who was checking out the University hoping to attend in the fall, and a physics professor in his 60’s who was in town for a math conference.
After breakfast, we packed up and headed out into the pouring rain, and South to Saint John. Saint John is much bigger than Fredericton, seems more like a city than Fredericton – though Fredericton is the capital. Strange, but true. We walked around the old part of town and took some pictures, but it continued to rain and rain and rain. We visited the Old City Market, which is apparently the oldest continually-operating market in North America. Here, we bought a lunch of fish ’n’ chips. We couldn’t resist. And why would we want to?
After this, we headed back out into the rain and decided it was time to find a place to stay. We read several very positive reviews about the Homeport Historic Bed & Breakfast (www.homeport.nb.ca), and decided to try to get in there. Lo and behold, the last-minute-travel Gods smiled upon us again. This B&B was originally a pair of mansions built side-by-side for ship-building brothers, overlooking their shipyards below. The hosts are a wonderful friendly pair, Karen & Ralph. We were especially tickled to learn that they’ve owned a few VW vans over the years, and even traveled Europe for a year in one in the 80’s. They also lived in Calgary for 16 years – but the East Coast is home, and they seem to love what they do now, because they do it very well! Right down to the details – we had a steam trunk in our room, that had a little write-up on its history – what ship it travelled over on, and when… Absolutely fascinating!
Once we got ourselves a room here, we each had a bath (to warm up after all the wandering in the rain) and I fell asleep for about 4 hours! Apparently I hadn’t quite recovered from the all-night travel yet!
We would have liked to stay longer in Saint John – it has a really interesting old feel to it. It’s one of those places where every brick seems to have a story to tell – something I’ve only really seen/felt in Europe.
On Friday, it was time to head North for Steve & Julia’s Wedding. We didn’t have time to meander up to Moncton and see the Hopewell Rocks etc, so we’re thinking of heading back south again tomorrow (after the wedding). It now looks like we’ll take a ferry over from Saint John to Digby (Southern Nova Scotia), and work our way from South to North…
But as you all know, our plans may change.
At the moment though, I just noticed that we need to go get ready for the wedding!
We’ll check in again when we can!
Oh, and since we already have one photo of Brian-in-a-hat here, why not toss in another? We were at a pizza place with the wedding party and their family last night… Origami ensued…