Having a great time here. Yesterday (Saturday), we took a guided tour around Charlottetown. We
learned some historical facts about the town and island, and
taste-tested various foods at restaurants and specialty stores. We ate
mussels, oysters, and tasted various olive oils, and potato vodka. While Dustin took a
nap later that afternoon, I visited the art gallery, did some shopping,
and had some quiet time at a coffee house. After Dustin and I grabbed
some fish & chips for supper, we drove out into the country to see
"Dark Knight Rises" at a drive-in theatre (I had the drive-in theater
down on my list of fun summer activities, but never got around to it;
now I have).
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| Oysters. Um, yuck. |
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| Trying out mussels at Olde Dublin Club in Charlottetown, PEI. | | | | | | | | | | | |
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| Dustin is relaxing during the tour. See the pretty flowers in the back? PEI is very fanciful when it comes to flowers. They have them hanging or planted just everywhere. |
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| I am sitting outside at our B & B |
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| Equipment for production of honey and honey mead. Honeydew Apiary is located on Canoe Cove, PEI, just minutes from the water. |
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| Me at Matos Winery (the vineyard is there behind me, a little hard to make out). |
From there, I drove us
along Northumberland Straight (the body of water that separates PEI
from Canada) until we hit Cap-Egmont. We were using the same map we had
with us 10 years ago, on which someone circled the town with a pen and
wrote "glass houses" next to it. We thought we'd see what that was
about (we didn't get around to it last time). Here is what we found: small houses made of bottles.
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| Go easy there. |
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| He can't hold his liquor like I can. |
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| Behind me to the right is a small structure made from glass bottles. Neat, but someone had waaaaay too much time on their hands. |
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| We closed the day by driving to New Glasgow for a "lobster supper." It's an "all you can eat" style of dining. First, you wait in line for, like, ever. Once you are in, you pay a set price and eat your heart out. Ironically, my body decided to be gluten-intolerant tonight, so I was done after one roll, but Dustin was in heaven. He was committed to finishing all these mussels. And his lobster...and salad...and soup...and dessert. I finally took my discomfort to the gift shop 'cause I just couldn't wait on him anymore. |
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| But there, see, he ate all the mussels, and asked for a second bucket. |
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