Our first stop in what is considered the Canadian Maritimes.
No, not Australia. Be careful when you book a flight. The error has been known to happen.
Beautiful reminder of how North America always welcomes and protects the newcomers.
The Anglican Church of St. George was established in 1783 to serve the Tories who fled the Colonies after the Revolutionary War.
The simple interior welcomed us. The reenactor made the history easy to understand.
The homes here in Sydney are right at the port and yet had the feel of a family neighborhood. Downtown business were only a block or two away.
I hope that these pictures will give you the feeling we had, stepping off the ship into a neighborhood of well cared for homes. The people wanted to chat with us, they had never seen such a large ship arrive. House painters stopped to talk to us. The many gardeners beamed with pride as they told us about their flowers and the approaching winter. One gentleman offered us lemonade and the opportunity to enjoy his garden and use his wifi! I love Nova Scotia!
This was not the only house or B & B that was home to artistic people. Their summer is short and everyone seemed to want to maximize it.
A nostalgic moment for Carol. This was a bank that she used to visit as part of her job. Pretty building but closed because of the street construction.
Love laundry on the line. Looks like this B & B is having a change of visitors today! Lots of white sheets!
Memorial honoring the Merchant Marine.
I love a reflective photo!
It is a tribute to the folk music and traditions of the province's Celtic community. The giant fiddle is solid steel.
Back on board and a farewell view of Sydney. Our first port was a big hit!
