It was really easy getting through the toll booth (they have a credit card machine with a very long cord that reached into the cab of my truck) and onto the bridge to leave PEI. The weather was only slightly better than when I had crossed on, overcast but not raining. I was a bit emotional seeing as I had such a good time. The things I had remembered about the island from when I had visited as a child still rang true, very red earth, friendly people, slower pace, less traffic, many shades of green provided by crops and trees, good food. I enjoyed the golf, something I hadn't experienced on the island previously. I met a lot of really nice people. I had imagined I would be golfing mostly with other tourists but that wasn't the case, as noted previously, the majority were islanders, which gave me insight into life on the Island. Many days I felt a bit like I was back in Portugal but fortunately here everyone spoke English. I can see myself visiting the Island again in the near future, it is my speed and offers much of what I enjoy in life.
The next two nights, on the way to the US border I had arranged to stay at places from the Harvest Host club. The first one was a German run winery that also makes brandy and liquors from fruits. They have been in business a bit over 25 years. It is in New Brunswick, very close to the Nova Scotia border. I was to set up the trailer on the lawn in front of one of their buildings, next to the road. The road wasn't very busy but the area is very windy. It blew all night wiggling the trailer a bit, to the point I felt I was back on a cruise ship again. In appreciation for the stay, I picked up a bottle of wine, which I started that evening (interestingly it has a cork similar to port bottles, so is easy to reseal, and a bottle of their 25th anniversary sparkling wine, which I will wait for a special occasion to enjoy.
The following night I was at Granite Town Farms in St. George, New Brunswick. They specialize in all things blueberry and it happens to be blueberry season. They are right next to a river. I thought I was going to set up next to the river, but I was informed that the following morning there would be a market set up on a portion of their property and the customers would be parking in the area the trailer would be, so if I wanted to be sure I could get out, I should park closer to the access road on the other side of the property, which I did. The air was much calmer than the previous night, allowing me to sleep well. As it turned out due to the overcast sky and another event in the area the market didn't have much business, so I could have parked anywhere. I purchased an individual piece of blueberry pie and a small jar of blueberry spread with no sugar added. The pie was wonderful. I haven't opened the jar yet. In fact the pie was so good I bought another slice the following morning. I checked out the market stalls and purchased a package of two cinnamon buns for $2.50. I had them for breakfast the next two mornings warmed up slightly in the microwave. They rival Cinnabon's at a fraction of the price.
I previously wrote excitedly about crossing into my 2nd province, which was Quebec. I am now a more seasoned RV traveler with 5 provinces having passed under my tires.
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