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I never said Lunenburg sucked. While expensive, it’s actually better than I expected. It’s literally a tourist attraction too: you never know who you run into. For example, while enjoying food in a restaurant at the Lunenburg waterfront, I was pretty sure I recognized a face in the crowd. After a minute, it appeared to me that I remember seeing the person’s face on a photo I took earlier (a week and a half ago) of a smiling dad the moment he arrived in Halifax. Nova Scotia is that small. Hey, I know you because you are in a picture I made!.
After doing a quick pit stop in New Germany (the second day), to visit the mother-in-law’s grave, we ended up in Grand Pre to enjoy our stay at the Evangeline Motel & Inn. If you happen to be around that area you can’t miss and you shouldn’t: accomodations are cheap for what you get: A/C [if it’s hot, you appreciate luxuries like that], a big bathroom and lots of room for only 80 dollars a night. I noticed ethernet plugs in the walls, so I assume the owners are thinking of offering high-speed in the near future.
In Grand Pre there’s only one restaurant (‘Le Caveau’), so we decided to look for something in Wolfville instead, which we found in ‘Joe’s Food Emporium’. Despite the (not so classy) name, the food was more than perfect: the steak was of such a good quality that I think they should change their name into something else, just to get rid of the ‘first impression’. For cheese cake lovers, they literally give collosal slices of cheese cakes for a regular price. Another thing that surprised me about New Minas/Wolfville was the fact that they have bicycle lanes in both towns. Yes-sir. Bicycle lanes. You heard it here first.
Heading back home via Windsor, we got lost and stuck a couple of times: there’s some major road reconstruction happening in and around this area. Some primary roads like the 1 and the 14 can only be reached via the ‘Highway from Hell’, the 101. If you need to reach the 215 (or 235 for that matter) via Brooklyn (yes, there’s a Brooklyn in Nova Scotia) you end up using the 101 (there’s a Tourist Bureau just outside of Windsor and they’ll tell you the same (and give you a free map too: don’t forget to sign their guestbook)).
The 215 (from Walton to Maitland) is a pothole mess: so much for making it part of the ‘Glooscap trail’ (heh, the irony). We had luck too: Around Walton,
I noticed that the tide was coming in. By the time we hit the Maitland bridge, we decided to hang around a bit at the Shubenacedie river to see the tide come in. Prospective tourists: don’t bother hanging around towns that promise you spectacular views of the tidal bore. It’s just a short drive to the Maitland bridge: Alongside this bridge there is a special (free) observation deck where you can enjoy the same tidal bore in a prettier environment.