P.E.I. Day 3 July 12
There is limited free parking available behind our BnB, and last night, it filled up before we got back. So we parked on the street where there are meters, and Michael went out this morning to feed the slots until we were ready to go. But the owner ran after him because he'd already paid. Told us that he'd keep an eye out to let us know when a free spot opened up but we were leaving shortly, anyways. There are 9 rooms here and the owners are a Chinese couple that barely speak English. But very enthusiastic about everything and making sure everyone is happy and have what they need. Almost comical to see them bubbling with happiness when you tell them that we're happy with our accommodations, etc. And transfixed when Michael greeted them in Chinese.
Today's destination was another beach, but this one has red sand.
I spoke to the lone swimmer. Turns out, he was born in P.EI. but now lives in Ville Emard (Montreal). We arrived at this beach around 10:30 a.m.
https://photos.app.goo.gl/ZThNHZGBw3AumD9F7
High tide was a little after 9. He told me that at low tide, which would be after 4pm, you would be able to walk out for over a kilometer.
So, of course I had to come back later in the day to check it out.
I had my bathing suit on. I tried to go in. I really did. But Michael tipped the scales when he pointed out jelly fish and said that they were man o'war. They were blobs with tentacles, and that was enough to keep me from submerging again.
https://photos.app.goo.gl/GGQMevuBhr6zVL2J9
(those are the cliffs behind Michael)
I watched a seagull waddling and felt a sudden kinship .
https://photos.app.goo.gl/f5FtCDFfbip38imTA
Seagull probably overate, just like I did at lunch.
Stayed for a while before hitting the dirt road again.
And lunch made me very happy.(Pizza topped with Macaroni and cheese on a 3 onion cream cheese sauce, with ground sausage,onion, and mozzarella with a brown sugar sour cream drizzle. Sounded ridiculous, so of course, had to try it, and it was great!). Michael happy with his lunch.And this is me looking drunk, but no booze involved. Just a peach mousse triffle topped with whipped cream and a raspberry coulis.
There was furniture from Thailand, carvings from Bali, but also local crafts like glassware, art and pottery made on site.And then there are the gardens....and a few more pics from gardens, store, and restaurant: https://photos.app.goo.gl/2zHrgmTsuSCSaS6t9(picture made completely with chicken feathers)(picture made with peacock and chicken feathers).
I haven't been buying much in the way of souvenirs mainly because I haven't any room at home for anything. But of the few things that I did pick up, probably the only authentic item from the Maritimes, was a walking stick that I bought in Newfoundland and already made good use of. Anything else probably from China and India. My shopping skills remain intact.
We did just a little driving around today. One thing that they really go for here, are roundabouts. I hate roundabouts. I understand the reasoning for them, but nobody knows how to drive on them. But with the windows open as we drove, at times you could smell fresh thyme and fresh cut hay. Plenty of farms growing mainly potatoes, but also some corn. Lots of cows and enough horses to think you're in Virginia(for some reason, I picture a lot of horses in Virginia but haven't a clue whether that is true).There might be newlyweds here?As of yet, have zero plans for tomorrow.
All I know for certain, is that the price of gas isn't budging until we come home .