Peggy's Cove, a little west of Halifax, Nova Scotia, is probably the best-preserved and most well-regulated tourist town you'll ever see. I was all set for something right out of the Jersey shore, with dingy souvenir stores and custard stands, crowded streets with no place to park, and teeming humanity swarming everywhere.
Canada disappointed me in all but the last item on that list. Peggy's Cove is a beautiful fishing village with a visitor's center, an ice cream shop or two, lots of docks and boats and boathouses, acres of glacial granite extending out to the sea, and not a single skee-ball arcade or pizzeria in sight.
Canada disappointed me in all but the last item on that list. Peggy's Cove is a beautiful fishing village with a visitor's center, an ice cream shop or two, lots of docks and boats and boathouses, acres of glacial granite extending out to the sea, and not a single skee-ball arcade or pizzeria in sight.
Just a beautiful day, and we managed to get the tail end of the good morning light. The sun was getting high and harsh; next time I want to be here much earlier, just after sunrise would be perfect. It's only a short drive from Halifax, and it would be nice to get some lighthouse shots without having sixty to a hundred and thirty people milling about.
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