Also, it’s really hot in this Internet cafe, so I might not mess with fixing Blogger’s messed up formating.
After typing up the blog entry to post later, I moved on to spinning.
Howe Hall has the perfect spinning chairs. Think they’d mind if I took one home? Don’t worry Dalhousie people. I will not really take your chair. I’m not about to lug a chair out to my car when I got enough strange looks lugging the spinning wheel in. Did I mention I have to walk through the dining hall each time to get to my part of the dorm?
I love the colors in this. And there’s 225 grams of it, so I think I might use it for my “final project” if the yarn turns out okay. I’ll be spinning on it for a while since there’s so much of it.
If you cut through the shady (therefore cool) Public Gardens and take Sackville Street past the CBC building, then it’s mostly downhill and shady all the way to Argyle Street where I post the blog and where I ate lunch (lots of restaurants frequented by locals, so not quite so pricy as the tourist places). Remember to hang onto a toonie for the bus ride back to Dal.
After lunch I took FRED up to the Citadel.
Yes, I even found knitting at the Citadel. I think for early Canadian women that knitting was like breathing. Either that or the interpreters really want something to do to keep busy.
Looking toward the mouth of Halifax Harbor from the walls of the Citadel.
Many English and Eastern European immigrants came through Pier 21. It also saw heavy use during World War II when almost all of the troop ships leaving for Europe left from here. After the war many war brides and then refugees from communist countries arrived.
Pier 21 is basically a big shed or warehouse.
View from Pier 21 (George’s Island).
Leaving their ship, immigrants would pass through these doors.
Mock up of the Immigration Department processing area. It was really much larger.
Beep beep. I’ve seen a few Smart Cars around. But the most popular car seems to be the new Mustang convertible. I think young Nova Scotians could keep Ford going on their purchases alone.
Figureheads #6-8. They’re everywhere. I guess it’s like the cows in Chicago. (It was cows in Chicago, wasn’t it?)