Day Five
August 2, 2007
WEDNESDAY
Our day in Saint John….three tours by three teenage girls. Walking, window shopping, and driving, driving, driving…all the way to another province.
First, the Pilgrim and I packed our room, loaded the chariot, and hiked over to the Imperial Theatre
(about to be rescued by the Eldest)
and got toured by Sabrina—who wants to be an actor, director and producer—so she can’t decide between Ryerson and York. She showed us all around the beautiful, old theatre, upstairs and down.
And it is a grand, lovely place. A joy to see.
Then, after breakfast at Cora’s,
we dropped in to Loyalist House, for the Mayor’s Tea. And a tour by Christine–a cute girl from Rothesay, wearing a period dress, sneakers and braces. Although she didn’t know the name of the current mayor, she recognized ex-Mayor Teed, who really wanted us to have some more tea in the room where the portrait’s eyes followed you across the room. We declined and moved off to the next tour.
The Jewish Museum.
Led by a reluctant and shy, but beautiful young lady who told us that the Jewish community has gone from 300 families in the 1960s to 30 families today. A rabbi visits from Halifax, but only when the community calls for him. A miracle that they can keep a museum open.
Then, weary and walked-out, we went to Tea Infussions for an infusion of tea and a foots-up,
until the Eldest finished her long and arduous, but completely successful, day.
Three travelers in the chariot now, we zoomed to the ‘Fax, where Sir Cuzzy of Blogs had killed us a pie and a salad, and just in time, too for these three nearly cranky cranks. And what a clean house!
Oohs, ahhs, and a new Raptors shirt for the Cuzz-man.
“So You Think You Can Dance?” The perfect end to a perfect day.
