We probably won’t do a post every day. However, as it is the start of our big trip, I thought we should do a post about our first day. It was a very memorable start to our trip. While the flight itself was not memorable (thankfully. You don’t usually want a memorable flight.) it seemed to go by fairly quickly. It was an early start though. We got the kids up at 4:30 so we could head out at 5:30. The airport was close by and my Dad was very kind in driving us. The airport was still quiet and security was not too much of a difficulty (even though I forgot that I had packed scissors into the kid’s school supplies. This caused much consternation for security.)
The irony was that our first flight took us back to Vancouver. Yep. Right back to where we started. When Deanne was looking at flights, the cheapest one she could find involved changing planes in Vancouver, then flying directly to Halifax. It was a fairly tight connection, which was nice as we didn’t have to sit around too long.
We got into Halifax early evening. After the shuttle came to pick us up to take is to the car rental office, we got our first surprise. We got a free upgrade on our vehicle as there were no vehicles at the class we had originally booked at. Choosing the Mustang convertible in red was probably not the wisest choice…… just kidding. We went with the fancy mini-van. Not sure you can say “fancy mini-van” but it was definitely fancier than any vehicle I have ever driven before, especially as a rental. Most of the vehicles we rent involve us praying it will survive our use and are named Quasimodo or some other hopeful name.
The next surprise came as we were getting into the van. This lovely couple came up to us and thrust several bottles of Gatorade into our arms along with a bottle of wine (from B.C. of course). They were just heading out on a flight and couldn’t take them through security.
Driving down the highway brought back lots of memories. There was the lumber mill I always used as a landmark to tell me that we were getting close to Halifax. The exhibition grounds in Windsor we always went to in the fall on school field trips, where my mother would sometimes compete. The twisty road past Grand Pre and the Covenantor Church. And Wolfville itself with its iconic movie theatre, some changes here in there with new businesses that have settled in but mostly unchanged after all these years.
Our hotel is on the Main St. It’s not a huge town and, despite the outdoor Mud Creek Days festival happening, it is uncrowded. It is very hot and humid though and the “no-see-ums” buzz frantically around us as we go looking for a grocery store. We have a fairly tiny room but it is nicely laid out with a little balcony (as I am writing this, my wife is enjoying the music player built into the shower!). The couch folds out into a bed for the kids and Deanne and I have a nice built separate sleeping area. There is also a little kitchen, which is important as we will not be eating out much.
As we got ready for bed, the last surprise started up. To celebrate Mud Creek Days, fireworks exploded in the sky just outside our room. It was a beautiful end to our first evening in Nova Scotia. The whole day felt like this trip was meant to be happening at this moment in our lives.