From a misbehaving new rental car to a misbehaving credit card, my problems mounted prior to the second part of my trip. Solving problems with a litlle help from my friend, and renewing an old friendship, I eventually set out to go thanks also to a little bit of Soul and had a lucky lucky day.
At Morgan's, in Shediac
2.9.2016, Morgan’s Bed and Breakfast, Shediac, NB
It was a long day at the PEI. It got late and I was tired when I arrived in Shediac. All the campgrounds were full for the weekend, and I was running out of energies. I tried one of the chain motels, but it was north of a 100$. The lobby was grandiose, and the young receptionist smooth and cordial. He did not seem hungry for my business, and had no problem sending me to another motel further down Main Street. That motel proved almost as expensive, but the lady at the desk was willing to go the extra mile for me, seeing I was desperate. She whispered to me: “Try Morgan’s Place, by the Irving, on the other side of the street”.
It was kind of hidden, and did not have a sign. Luckily, somebody at the gas station knew the place and directed me to go around. The lady was as nice as can be. The place was as nice as can be. For 68 CAD I had everything, including breakfast. Comparing this to the dry cabins in the campgrounds, where you do not even get sheets and towels… Nonetheless, I slept badly:
- The noise from the road
- The light from the street
- Because I was on my way back to Maine and it was making me nervous.
Breakfast was fabulous as can be seen in the pictures.
This was the first time I met a Canadian grumbling about being Canadian. A massage therapist, she complained that her body could not take the cold. She was on her way to check warmer territories. Very understandable, but most Canadians I met so far seemed proud of their winter tolerance and their country in general.
I was also heading south. Going back to the U.S., I made one last stop at Mount Desert Island before heading back to The Pond.