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Caption: NEWFOUNDLAND ST JOHN’S
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Caption: Ever since reading the memoir Baltimore’s Mansion Larisa and I had wanted to visit this little country on the edge of the world (if you read the book you’ll understand the use of the word country). After 3 flights we landed under the cover of darkness. The next morning we awoke to high expectations.
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Caption: We weren’t disappointed.
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Caption: Maybe the best breakfast of my life. A salmon/cod touton. But if you purchase the ‘no doubt’n I’m gett’n a touton’ hat we won’t be able to be seen together in public.
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Caption: Patrons at a local coffee shop guided us up the path to Signal Hill
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Caption: Narrow streets lead you to the seaside trail.
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Caption: The locals are astoundingly kind and this lady paused to give us directions and warn of the slick spots
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Caption: Half way up we met Mike and Andy.
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Caption: “St Johns is the oldest city in North America, there’s some debate about that but it’s the oldest. And, drive down to Ferryland, it’s even older. “
- Mike
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Caption: The next day we took a cab down to Logy Bay and hike about 9k back to town on the East Coast Trail
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Caption: A woman we passed on the way told us that we had indeed found the best trail.
She paused, gave us a sideways glance and said “but there is one better.”
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Caption: The trail brought us back to the historic village of Quidi Vidi
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Caption: Back in town be sure to stop by the Side Shop.
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Caption: Where Roger and friends have created a great line of original Fogtown merch
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Caption: A local tribute to the provinces most prolific exports.
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Caption: We didn’t go in. For a couple of reasons.
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Caption: Fantastic architecture
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Caption: Vivid color
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Caption: Amazing people
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Caption: At the end of the day, however, we did not get screeched in (look it up). Why? We don’t drink and unbearably strong rum seems to be the central ingredient. There is allegedly a non-alcoholic version but that sounded like it might just be turpentine
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Caption: We’re we enchanted?
Totally?
Did it exceed our expectations?
Completely.
Will we be back?
If at all possible.
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Caption: Footnote:
I read a book that claimed Newfoundlanders were the world’s most wonderful people. After 4 days of unprecedented hospitality I cannot disagree.
When checking in to fly out we found out we needed an additional rapid test. The ticket person took about 15 minutes helping us find a location that could accommodate. When we arrived at the pharmacy we found that she had called ahead and the staff were waiting to work through their lunch to make sure we made it back in time.
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Caption: On the eve of Halloween we met two young men in western apparel who, upon finding out we were from the home of Jack Daniels, spoke at length about how our visit was a great honor to their humble town.
Our upstairs neighbor came to our door after an evening of trick-or-treating to make sure the visiting Americans had gotten some candy.
Upon learning of my wife’s history with refugee services our very local taxi driver was nearly moved to tears as he described his interactions with the towns African refugees.
What a wonderful break it was. We truly did get away from it all.
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Caption: The author trying to go local.
