a peek inside the fishbowl

I’m glad I have photos, because the whole trip is a big huge blur to me now.

Where did we have that awesome coconut shrimp?
Where did I eat that huge gingerbread sundae?
Where did we see all that cool artwork?

Oh well.

After Peggy’s Cove we drove to Digby, where we caught the ferry to go back across the Bay of Fundy. It was going to be a three-hour tour… a THREE HOUR TOOUUUUUUUR.

I’m going to be truthful here, the ferry was fun, but it didn’t start out that way. As we drove into the bowels of the ferry we quickly realized that it stank like nothing has ever stank before. It was garbage, years of garbage and fish and who knows what else, a stench that filled the air and was readily absorbed in our car and our clothes and coated our nostril hairs. It was ages before I got that smell out of my system.

It wasn’t so bad in the upper decks, that is, as long as you weren’t standing in front of a vent.

In New Brunswick we stayed in the town-that-wasn’t-really-a-town of Bocabec, which was near the perfectly adorable town of St. Andrew’s-by-the-Sea in New Brunswick (home of the 28ft. tide, or something crazy like that). It was quite a sight.

ETA: these pics are from Digby, NS. Before the Crossing of Bad Smells.

Next stop: the U.S. of A.