Nova Scotia

So we arrived in Nova Scotia and suddenly, the skies cleared, the sun shone, birds chirped. When suddenly, we ran into Mr. Earl. Hurricane Earl. All the power was down which meant we couldn't get any more gas, not that we could really keep the van on the road anyways the wind was blowing so hard. So we stopped and found a campsite. In the campsite everyone was walking around in shorts and t-shirts drinking beer while kids in bathing suits swam in the puddles made by Earl. Even though the wind was howling and the rain coming down in sheets, everyone seemed to be having a good time.

We stayed in Northern Sydney at the closest park to the ferry. And then the morning of the ferry we got there on time, got in line and then waited about two hours if not longer for the ferry to finaly start boarding. Once on board and on the go we got called to the office to be told that the van was leaking gas under the deck. But that wasn't the least of our worries.

Lots of ducks were attracted to the cement from the sea. Actually theres a lot of birds here that we've never seen before, and were almost positive we seen a stork a few days ago. We havn't seen any puffins yet, only eaten puffin poop (Yogurt covered raisons).

Here's the ferry that we took to Port Aux Basques. It was about six hours to get there and I was sea sick for about all of them. Which was weird seeing as how I lived on the Black Sea for two weeks through storms and all, and then one measly ride to Port Aux Basques and I can't look out a window or stand up without feeling queezy.