Monday, August 21, 2006
Oof. Ouch. Oh.
You hear that? It's the sound of someone going back to work after a week's holiday.
Newfoundland was very nice. St. John's is a fair sized town/city of about 100,000 people - about the same size as Guelph. It's by far the largest urban area in the province. We stayed within a quaint little clump of houses about 30 minutes south of St. John's, collectively known as Bay Bulls. It has a pub, a convenience store, a petrol station and a couple of restaurants/eateries. Oh, and a road that runs out the other side, too. All very relaxing, and just what the doctor ordered.
Getting back home, after seeing no whales, no moose, and only the slightest hint of the arse of a beaver for a split second, our wildlife memories of Newfoundland are of 300,000 puffins. Small buggers, they're only about 8 inches tall and flap like a duck on acid whilst airborne.
The journey also made me miss British Airways, as Air Canada is not the "world's favourite airline", and I can see why. Some focus on the "customer" would be nice, even for domestic flights. Alas I have to make another trip next month, on my own, for a business thingie in Calgary.
So we got home with nothing broken, nothing lost, and the house in pretty much the same state as we left it. Great to sleep in your own bed again, and nice to slouch in front of the TV, for last night was the first in the latest BBC wildlife programs, "Planet Earth". Shot in HD, the footage was great - soul-stirring stuff and it helps fill the gap left by minimal wildlife sightings in Newfoundland.
Shout out to Pat & Betty, who embodied the traditional Newfoundland friendly reception. Thanks for a great meal out, and a greater drink in.
You hear that? It's the sound of someone going back to work after a week's holiday.
Newfoundland was very nice. St. John's is a fair sized town/city of about 100,000 people - about the same size as Guelph. It's by far the largest urban area in the province. We stayed within a quaint little clump of houses about 30 minutes south of St. John's, collectively known as Bay Bulls. It has a pub, a convenience store, a petrol station and a couple of restaurants/eateries. Oh, and a road that runs out the other side, too. All very relaxing, and just what the doctor ordered.
Getting back home, after seeing no whales, no moose, and only the slightest hint of the arse of a beaver for a split second, our wildlife memories of Newfoundland are of 300,000 puffins. Small buggers, they're only about 8 inches tall and flap like a duck on acid whilst airborne.
The journey also made me miss British Airways, as Air Canada is not the "world's favourite airline", and I can see why. Some focus on the "customer" would be nice, even for domestic flights. Alas I have to make another trip next month, on my own, for a business thingie in Calgary.
So we got home with nothing broken, nothing lost, and the house in pretty much the same state as we left it. Great to sleep in your own bed again, and nice to slouch in front of the TV, for last night was the first in the latest BBC wildlife programs, "Planet Earth". Shot in HD, the footage was great - soul-stirring stuff and it helps fill the gap left by minimal wildlife sightings in Newfoundland.
Shout out to Pat & Betty, who embodied the traditional Newfoundland friendly reception. Thanks for a great meal out, and a greater drink in.
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