A short detour to go into Antigonish in search of a coffee shop, then back on the road to Truro, where we stopped briefly for ice cream. The rain which threatened in Cape Breton had by now turned into sporadic downpours, with bright periods between them. No sun, but hints of brightness.
We had decided to stop at the airport so Barry could rent a car for the remainder of his and Nancy's time in Nova Scotia, then the remaining three of us went on to drop me off at Steve and Jane's. A fond farewell to Barry, as he left in search of the rental car.
As we approached the main part of Halifax, the fog began, and thickened to a somewhat gruel-like consistency. Going over the MacDonald bridge was an exercise in faith, since we could not see the sides or top of the bridge, and the water below was invisible.
We found our way easily to Fuller Terrace, and, as promised, Steve was ther to meet me. Another farewell to Nancy and Bruce, and the trip was done.
But Steve and I had some lovely time together, talking about the times when we lived as neighbours (now over thirty-five years ago). We walked the 'hood, which is now pretty trendy, stopped for a coffee at the local roaster/café; stopped at a trendy restaurant on Agricola Street; an locally-sourced food store (with fresh local peanuts!); a fancy bakery. But also a former school turned into a community centre. Gus' Grill and the local butcher were still there. It was a treat to see the area being fixed up and reclaimed.
In the evening we went over to a house on the street which was that of friends and neighbours. They were welcoming to me, and we had a great meal and lots of good conversation.
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