After a day of nursing my bruises and hiding from the rain, I made it into Annapolis Royal yesterday. It was such a pretty town. Two independent bookstores and I bought something at each one ☹. One of my goals on my travels was to support as many indie bookstores as possible, and I now have a drawer full of proof (oh dear). In fact I’ve been so supportive over the last three months that I think my gas mileage is being impacted due to the additional weight.
A great seafood lunch at The Whimsical Fork, then an afternoon spent wandering around Fort Anne – built by Scots (yay), managed by England, France, Britain, and Canada, and has been attacked or blockaded more than any other North American fortress. Quite a feat. It, and the Botanical Gardens down the road, were absolutely beautiful to wander around on a sunny day.
Re the post-fall bruising – no pictures (no one needs to see that) but I am a little concerned. Not by the pain, that’s mostly subsided, but by the fact that I have a massage booked for six days from now, and my entire left side looks like I was mugged by someone wielding a cricket bat. Here’s hoping I won’t scare the masseuse too much on the day.
