Weather this weekend couldn't be any better. Sunny, nice breeze and temperatures in the mid-20s. To me, this is ideal summer weather. And the fact it's a long weekend makes it totally sweet.
This afternoon, we decided to eschew the Natal Day stuff down at Halifax waterfront, and get out of town for a bit. So we headed down to Chester, about an hour southwest of the city. Now, Chester is a gorgeous little village. But it's totally atypical of Nova Scotia. It's the kind of place where some of the Upper Canadian, private-school kids at my university used to go for weekends when they felt they wanted to experience the 'real' Maritimes. Heh. As if. Chester is far too rich, snooty and upscale for that. I always wanted to take those people and ship them up to Cape Breton, to spend a weekend at my parents' place in Big Bras d'Or. In February. Now THAT would have been a 'real' cultural experience for them.
But I digress. We had quite a nice afternoon. A little stroll...gawped at the big fancy houses on the hill and the big fancy yachts and sailboats tied up at the wharves. A little shopping...the village is full of chi-chi little shops, which (because they are aimed mainly at tourists) are exempt from Nova Scotia's Sunday shopping ban. And then a little lunch...at the Rope Loft. My lobster sammich was scrummy, but they were having serious staffing problems today - we sat there an HOUR before our food arrived. Became faint from lack of nourishment.
Afterwards, we took the scenic route home, driving along the shores of St. Margaret's Bay and down past Peggy's Cove. Lots of beaches en route, all packed with people enjoying themselves. All in all, a splendid way to spend an afternoon.
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