I got a text early from one of my colleagues at WCU, who always texts about 6am. But since we're an hour ahead, I got it at 7am. A much more reasonable time. I asked her to pray that the rain would clear -- and yesterday was a delightfully rain-free day. It was full of unusual cloud formations, but not a drop to be mentioned.
We headed north to Cavendish -- the land of L. M. Montgomery -- who wrote those Anne books that I still really enjoy. One of mom's friends said that I stopped reading her series too soon. By the time I got to Anne's House of Dreams, I think I was done with Anne's Anne-ness. But, now, after seeing the house that Montgomery used as her foundation for Green Gables, walking on Lover's Lane and in the Haunted Wood, I do feel that it might be time to go back and read about Anne as an adult -- sort of being one myself.
I do love Montgomery's less discussed Emily series, just as an aside. I re-read it when I was sick and I have to say, it only gains wonderfulness as an adult.
So, Green Gables was small and not on the water, but darn close. We went out to Cavendish beach and the sand was red. A deep red, almost a rusty orange but red none-the-less. I loved the sandstone and how it was wearing away in different layering swirls. Apparently the shores of Prince Edward Island erode about a meter a year. I guess that's what happens when one builds one's life on sandstone.
After Cavendish we headed across the country to East Point, the most east point of the island. It was about a 2 hour drive, with toodling about for additional sights of the water. We saw the lighthouse at East Point, the beach at Basin Head, which some Canadians at dinner our first night in PEI said was voted the number 1 beach in all of Canda. I must say it was mighty fine. While at Basin Head, Dad and I went into the Fishering History Museum and wandered about looking at displays. He was smitten with a mussel display the last time he was hear, but that was 11 years ago and since it has ...changed.
We found our way "home" to the Dundee Arms, where we've been staying. It's on the corner of Fitzroy and Pownal streets in Charlottetown. Last night, when we got back from toodling about the country, we skulked around Charlottetown. We headed into town and found a yarn shop. Wee! Which was really more of a crafts of PEI store, with sweaters and mittens and hats and kittchy stuff. But it had yarn from sheep raised here on the island and then spun and dyed here. I bought three skeins of worsted superwash wool in a nice pale green.
From there, we went down to the pewter store I thought Dad would like. Then we went to dinner, where Dad had seafood and I had a bowl of mussels in tomatoes, garlic and basil. Oh my, it was yummy. There's nothing like fresh mussels. I will have to write out the story of harvesting our own mussels when living on the north shore of Boston, but I don't have time to go into it right now.
From dinner we went to Cows, an icecream place here on PEI. Oh my. It was amazing. They had up on the wall that Cows was voted in this world wide icecream search as number 1 in the world, competing with Italy, which is impressive.
Something that continues to strike me is how polite everyone is. How kind and considerate. In Cows, there was a father and son. I was trying to read the flavors, which were so complicated. And this father made sure his son was not getting in my way of reading, even though he was ahead of me in line and was heading to check out. It was remarkable how aware of other people they were. I loved it.
Something else that has struck me is waitresses up here don't ask, "How is everything going?" which could lead to interesting responses, like, "My food is great, but can you find me another dining companion?" Here, they ask, "How does the food taste?" or "How are your first few bites?" which is what my red-haired, shockingly blue eyed waitress asks me every morning so far, here in the Dundee Arms.
My breakfast is getting cold, so I'm going to dive in. Also, Dad wants to leave in less than half an hour to hit the road to the ferry to Nova Scotia.
The adventure continues.
**As a side note -- I am taking some photos as we go, but I don't have a way to hook them up to my iPad. I will upload them with captions when I get home. :)