Day Nine

Sunday.

Our last day in the ‘Fax.
Cuzzy’s still working, so your humble narrator was in charge of the bacon ‘n eggs to start our day sunny-side-up.

Our plan was to drive to Chester, a pretty little harbour town down the south shore, to go to a play that a friend of the Eldest’s was directing at a lovely old theatre, the Chester Playhouse…

So, KRR put the pedal to the metal and drove the Crispies down shore.

The play was good, Cape Breton’s own AnnMarie MacDonald’s “Goodnight Desdemona, Good Morning Juliet”.
The production was good, the crowd was small, but appreciative. We met Greg, the friend, who had to fly right after the show, because he was helping his father smoke some ribs in the backyard. A bar-b-q fan. I liked him very much.

We walked aroiund the town a little bit,

but it was getting dagerously close to nap time. So, KRR in charge of the charger again, got us back to Kline just in time.

A little rest, then a big bar-b-q feast of our own, after the Only-Working-Man-In-The-House finished his day.

Thanks to the Innkeepers on Kline for a fabulous stay. Warm and welcoming, and free pets to keep you company,
I give this place five stars and highly reccommend it to everyone travelling to the East.

Tomorrow, back on the road. But I bet this is the nicest place we stay on the whole trip.