The Inn at St. Peters
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... it as we were expecting something a bit more eye catching than a take-out shack. The milkshakes were enormous and very tasty and were a lovely appetizer to our typical beach meal of crackers/cheese/eggs/veggies. We discovered an enclave of very VERY nice homes when we drove in to Sally's Beach. No idea why they were all clustered in that particular spot - ie wasn't particularly nicer view nor was there little village with ...
... way too much rich, deep fried food. Our garbage pick up was Monday. We knew Eddie Quinn (one of the members of Fiddlers Sons and host of the Close to the Ground ceidlh) is a garbage man and he talks about his Montague route. When I heard the garbage truck at the wharf, I texted my sisters a heads up. Perhaps the garbage men are used to tourists running out their lanes shrieking "Eddie - wait for me", looking closely at them and then slumping away ...
... search of fame and fortune (I shall not speculate as to her way of achieving fame/fortune) and had returned for a visit, or a local trying to "dress up" for a night out. The concert (yes, I'm getting to that, patience) was predictably fun in a "dance in your seat" kind of way. At least the first half when Fiddlers Sons performed. Their set is a mix of east coast fishing tunes (I think I heard an "Ise the bye"), old country (a Johnny Cash) and folksy story songs (it's Friday ...
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We had a 2.45pm ferry to catch so made our way East on the 104 and got to the port at Caribou in good time. I was shivering on the way up as the weather had taken a turn for the worse. In the line up for the ferry I stood jumping up and down trying to get some heat into my body. Had to go into the toilet instead and use the hand dryer to warm my bones.
We were the first ...
I arrived in Charlottetown airport on Thursday evening at around 6pm after flying from Amsterdam and connecting in Toronto. The flight went by surprisingly quickly, I was sitting next to a talkative dutch guy which both made the time pass quicker and annoyed me a bit because I wanted to read my book (Daemon by Daniel Suarez, it's awesome!). Nicole was waiting for me at the small single terminal airport. I'd been really excited about seeing her again and it was strange to ...