A rolling motorcycle gathers no spider webs: Annapolis Royal to Halifax and North Sydney

I had a really wonderful time with Peter and Jane in Annapolis Royal.  Jane made us a wonderful duck breast dinner on Saturday and Peter and I and his son-in-law Shaun spent the evening talking about what has happened to the United States. For most Canadians, and others from countries around the world, the extent to which we are confounded about the USA is increasing; and we ask ourselves how a country with such glaring inequalities across a broad range of economic and social indicators can hold together.

In Annapolis I visited the beautiful Royal Historic Gardens,

the wharf and the market. I also walked by the Annapolis Royal train station that Jane Nicholson has restored and out of which she runs her investment business.

Before I left for Halifax yesterday,  Peter made me an amazing BLT with fresh bread, lettuce, tomatoes purchased at the market, and thick-sliced bacon from a local farm. Well sated I thanked my host for their kindness and rode across the province on Route 8 to Milton where I turned north on a combination of routes 3 and 103 to Lunenburg where I stopped for fish and chips

 at a shop with an outside patio right across from the Bluenose.

After lunch I continued on Route 3 to Halifax with a couple of stops at the Memorial for Swiss Air Flight 111

 and Peggy's Cove,

both of which I had last visited in 2011.

My shared bathroom single-bed room in Loyola residence at St. Mary's University was clean but tiny and very hot. I don't imagine many university residences have air conditioning. I took a bus downtown and spent a couple of hours, along with thousands of people who were there for a weekend long festival, walking along the waterfront, and at 10:00 there was a pretty spectacular fireworks display from a barge in the harbour. Dinner consisted of a delicious lobster role and a Virgin Caesar.

The ride today from Halifax to North Sydney, via the East Shore and Antigonish through some beautiful scenery, particularly along the coast, was uneventful.

Tomorrow I embark the ferry here in North Sydney for the 5 to 6 hour crossing to Newfoundland;  I can use the time to do some reading.