The Best Travelling Companions!

They're great. I love 'em.

Lots 'o fun.

Our Teeny-Tiny Cabin

Here's how we travelled from Halifax to Montreal. Our cabin. Annie and I shared. Here's a transcript of Annie climbing the ladder to get to the top bunk.

Scene: Tiny train cabin, it's dark, lights are off, Jessie is in bottom bunk.

Jessie: 'Night Anne.

Anne: 'Night.

Annie grips ladder.

[Bang!]

Annie: Ow!

[Crashing, metal pinging]

Annie: Gah! Oh...Ugh...

[Bang!]

Annie: Argh...Ugh...Gugggg.....

[Bang! Crash!]

Jessie: Need some help?

My Sisters.

Nice. This is how they walk downtown Halifax.

What's That Stain On Your Jacket, Annie?

It looks like bird poop.

Um...question...

Should someone let the people of Peggy's Cove in on the fact that it's May? I froze my ass off looking at their lighthouse.

White Knuckle Squeeze

Annie is freezing. We're waiting for Dad to stop taking pictures of the damn sunset.

Awaiting Her Gentlemen Callers

At the creepy B & B.

Are There Storm Waves? Wolverine Waves?

How can a wave be rogue? I know they can be dangerous, but it's the trajectory of a wave pretty self explanatory?

A wave, waves over, right?

Strange place.

It's Windy!

Nice. Taken at some lighthouse in Yarmouth, Nova Scotia.

She Sees A Seal...Maybe.

Taken in Digby, Nova Scotia where, apparently, there are absolutely no homosexuals.

Something Really Old Sitting On Something Really Old

Dad perched on one the first mill stones ever to be brought to the New World.

Ohh.

I wonder if they have a small pox infected blanket on display somewhere.

CHUG!

LOVE IT!

What The Hell Is That Smell?

Lobster caracasses? Seaweed? Rotting flesh?

Who the funk knows, but it was smelly in Halls Harbour.

Ahhh...

Ohhh

Seriously will never understand the Bay of Fundy. They should call it the Bay of Weird-y.

Very Rare.

Dad peeked out from behind his camera to pose awkwardly with his youngest.

Where The Hell Is The WATER?!

I sooo don't get the whole tide in, tide out thing. Tide is something I put in the washing machine.

Phew.

Water is back! Yippee!

POTATO!

Um. Yeah, potatoes.

Watch Out...She's Got A Camera And Kind Of Knows How To Use It

Grandma took this picture!

We kind of don't have tops to our heads, but we know they're there, so that's all that matters.

At least this was before the dancing.

I will never be able to listen to Three Dog Night's "Joy To The World" without giggling.