Once across Nova Scotia

In the morning we were woken up by birdsong and the calls of a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Of course, there was no T-Rex calling, but it sounded similar. An undefinable, loud roar. Maybe a bear stepped on a porcupine...

The view from the balcony of our hotel room was beautiful.

Now it was time to pack, check out, and take the right exit heading south. Today we wanted to cross Nova Scotia from the east coast to the southwest.

In the first deli along our route, we got breakfast and found a nice picnic spot.

We quickly found one: on a bench by a beautiful bay.

After a refreshing break, we continued. The road initially led us along the coast, where we saw the ferry that we will take in three days across the Atlantic to Portland, Maine.

Then the road took a turn to the west and went continuously through a huge forest for about 60 km.

Finally, we reached the coast again. The first thing we saw of the Bay of Fundy was the Minas Basin, a large bay where the highest tidal difference in the world has been measured so far (21 meters). It was low tide, so we looked out onto a huge red mudflat.

Then we entered the Annapolis Valley, Nova Scotia's breadbasket. Here the landscape changed to fields, green meadows, and orchards. The valley is bordered by hills towards the coast and the interior, providing protection from both sides. Naturally, there are forests on the slopes of the hills, and in the middle, the Annapolis River winds its way towards the bay. Once again, a bald eagle circled above our heads...

Our destination for today, Granville Ferry, is located on a narrow arm of the Bay of Fundy across from the village of Annapolis Royal.

As the name suggests, Annapolis Royal is a former British fortress and the first European administrative center in the American colonies.

Here, the British and French bashed each other's noses for centuries, and the cities and regions changed owners multiple times.

In Annapolis Royal, we had dinner, and afterwards, a local folk band called "Heather Kelday" gave a concert in our honor, which we attended as honored guests. It sounded pretty good...

The B&B where we are staying for the next two days is only two and a half kilometers from the first settlement that the French established in the 17th century. It was eventually stolen by the English.

When you hear these stories, it's a wonder that they voted themselves out of the EU and weren't kicked out.

Now we are lying in our bed in the room, waiting for sleep to overcome us. Tomorrow it's supposed to rain. We'll see...