Well our arrival in St
John's was a bit wilder than anticipated! The Flight from Halifax was
delayed 2 hours due to very high winds in St John's. We had boarded
the little 50 seater plane and had just got comfy when the pilot
suggested we de-plane and see if the winds abated. We really hoped we
wouldn't have to spend the night at the airport as we had been up for
about 20 hours at this point, but when we got back on the plane the
pilot announced we were good to go.
250
mile an hour tail winds knocked half an hour off our journey and as we
approached the airport our little plane was swinging from side to
side in a rather alarming manner, the whole plane was holding its
collective breath! But we landed very smoothly to a huge round of
applause:)
We
took a taxi to our accommodation for a week and when we arrived the
taxi driver got out, gave me a hug and a kiss and said 'welcome to
Newfoundland':) we had a very clean , cosy self contained flat which
was part of a house. We abandoned trying to buy a car as getting
insurance was too difficult so we spent the week exploring and
shopping. New winter snow boots, gloves, hats and scarves were on the
shopping list!
We
met Dustin, the owner of the cottage we would be renting, when he
invited us to join him and his wife for dinner at a lovely old pub in
down-town St John's. They were a lovely couple and we had a fun
evening as they welcomed us to Newfoundland. (they're a very friendly
bunch here:)
Dunfield, our cottage extreme left, middle |
When
we arrived at the cottage (key under the mat) it far surpassed our
expectations, it was much better in real life than the web photos
suggested and we thought it looked pretty good on line! The cottage
is right on the water front, any closer and we'd have wet feet, so
it's almost as good as being on a boat:) The cottage has been
extended from it's original one bed 1930's summer home to a stunning
2 bed luxury accommodation. There are huge windows from both the
ground and upper floors making the most of the views across the
water. On a clear day we can almost see Ireland! We go to sleep each
night to the sound of the waves lapping on the shore......
The
village is tiny and only about 40 families live here, most of the
young people have moved away to find work. Our biggest town is
Clarenville an hours drive away and even the local small supermarket
is a good 15 minutes drive away.
Dustin's
Dad delivered a giant Christmas tree (it's artificial, but still the
first tree we have had in many years) and it almost touches the
ceiling. We had bought lights and decorations at the local dollar
store and it looks lovely. We had a quiet day on Alan’s birthday
with a celebratory drive into Clarenvillle and a huge lunch of fish
and chips, OK we also did a bit of shopping, ice cream included,
which kept well frozen in the boot on the drive home.
- 6C and I have to shovel snow! |
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