Tomorrow Is the Big Day

Our Last Week on PEI

Our reservations are made for the ferry to Nova Scotia tomorrow at 9:30. We've rearranged the freezer, stocked up on the things we're sure will cost more in Newfoundland, and washed, folded and stored all seasons of clothing: winter, summer, fall, and spring. We are ready!

The weather forecast is for perfectly sunny days, calm seas, and star-filled nights. Checklists have been made and items crossed off. Last minute chores are done. (I won't tempt fate so far as to think "What could go wrong?" I'm sure some last minute glitch will give us a test, but for the moment, "we're ready!")

Lot's Going on This Last Week

We ate a terrific dinner at 21 Breakwater, one of the finest restaurants anywhere, never mind just on PEI . In a lovely home located on the waterfront of Souris, PEI, Chef/Owner Pedro creates some of the most delicious meals you'll ever have. Lunches are great, but dinners are superb. 

Seafood chowder, bay scallops with grilled vegetables and herb mashed potatoes, a striploin steak and a hamburger were indescribably good. The little touches carry the food 'over the top': fresh herbs, excellent sauces, a bottle of wine, artisan bread, and the desserts...

We looked even happier after our meal!

After dinner Reubin took us for another drive, this time to  East Point, where the quintessential wooden lighthouse still clings to the red sandstone cliffs. I've not found a part of PEI where the island has held its own against the sea. East Point is no exception. The old foundation for the lighthouse is now just barely hanging on to the crumbling cliffs. Within the last 30 years, East Point has lost more than 50 yards to winter storms.

Dinner with Edith and Stan, Mom and Ray

(I'm sure some folks have noticed that just like at Trace and in Florida, the chronicles of the passing days and weeks revolve around the meals we eat!) On Friday night we had dinner with my Aunt and Uncle. Edith was raised in a farmhouse overlooking St. Peter's Bay, just a few hundred yards from Mom's cottage and she loves her time on the Island, no matter how short it may be. My Aunt called it "the changing of the guard" as my cousin Heather & her husband Rick had to return to Maine, so the next generation, Cheryl, John, and Eloise were driving in to stay with Stan and Edith until another shift arrived next week. We all ate a great dinner, prepared by Heather, and visited until 'the new guards' arrived.

One of the great benefits of the Island are the sunsets. They arrive later here, close to 9:00pm at this time of year. Each one is seemingly more beautiful than the one before. 

We'll be posting from Newfoundland very soon. Safe travels to one and all!