Category Archives: Down East
Days 12 thru 14
The original plan was that my parents were going to drive my sister to the airport (a 6-hour round trip) on the Monday and that my cousin and I would head back to Saint John on the day after the … Continue reading
Days 9, 10 and 11
I feel like I’m in the middle of the Mackenzie Brother’s “12 Days of Christmas” song, around the time when they completely forget what day they’re on. Anyways, day 9 was Friday. After spending the morning marveling over The Neph’s … Continue reading
Days 6, 7 and 8
Day 6 started at oh-my-god o’clock with a walk to the bus station. It was too early for anything to be open, so thankfully I had an oatcake and a bottle of water. The bus was full, and it took … Continue reading
Day 5
(Clearly, when I said I’d finish writing about my vacation “by the end of the weekend“, I meant “at some unspecified point in the future.” Try and keep up, people!) Rain, rain, rain. Saturday had been damp and foggy in … Continue reading
Day 3 and 4
Saturday was market day, where I went to find the vendors I once knew and loved. Got the coffee, the cinnamon roll, the chocolate croissant (for later), and the cranberry juice – didn’t find the Chinese food guy until after. … Continue reading
Day 2
Spent the vast majority of the day wandering around the city, visiting all the places I was too poor to shop in as a student. Didn’t buy much, except for some NS yarn and some used books (I only brought … Continue reading
Filed under All About Moi, Down East, Travel
Day 1
Day 1 The flights were uneventful. I was on the same plane as the women’s dragon boat team, Warriors of Hope. They race Saturday and Sunday, and I hope to go see them race at some point. I knew it … Continue reading
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Marquee Club
Marquee Club to close Jan. 11 NOOOOO!!!!!! (Thanks to Audra for the sad news)
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Wannabe
Shout-out (or is it props? I never know which is the correct term) to Jody at Steel White Table, who sent me a Gmail invite. Here’s the link to my smart-ass answer to his skill-testing question. And now I’m all … Continue reading
To market, to market
On Saturday mornings, I love going to the farmer’s market. It’s a leftover habit from Halifax, when I’d go there for Saturday noodles, very strong French roast coffee, and croissants from Mary’s breadbasket. I’d then have to decide in which … Continue reading
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