Back on the mainland

We had reserved our ferry tickets for the 11 o’clock departure, but decided on an earlier ferry. It took a sprint from one end of the island to the other (or so it felt), but our trusty RV got us to the ferry terminal in the nick of time. We were the very last vehicle, and the ticket master had to ask the ferry master for permission to allow us to board. It was all a ruse, as there was plenty of room for us.

Our next destination was St. Andrew By The Sea, a charming little seaside town that also oozed a little decadence with it’s touristy shops,  quaint restaurants and cafes, and the opulent Algonquin Resort (rooms start at $400/night)! We parked by a blockhouse on the beach complete with cannons at the ready. With the tide out, it was a neat feeling knowing that we were treading on the ocean floor of the Bay of Fundy. All kinds of discarded shells and seaweeds lay in wait for the incoming tide. Of course, we had to be there.

We stopped for lunch al fresco on the patio of The Gables Restaurant and feasted on our first lobster rolls of the trip. To work off our meal we walked the main street back to the RV.  Then we drove to The Algonquin Resort Hotel. The male staff were dressed in kilts befitting a bygone era. We wanted a taste of the grandeur and had a beverage on the lobby patio amongst the filthy nouveau rich.

Of course we get back to reality and head to St. John, a busy industrial town. Parked and shopped at Walmart, did groceries at Sobeys, cooked an outstanding Beyond Meat burger in the RV and are spending the night boondocking (or wallydocking as it’s called in RV lingo) at Walmart. Who needs opulence?

And I figured out the water situation. We have running water… finally!