Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Halifax, Sydney, and Prince Edward Island

Halifax, Nova Scotia

Sculpture called "The Emigrant" recognizing those
who came here to start a new life
We’ve been waiting patiently for this special port of call, since we were anxious to learn more about the role Halifax played in the saga of the sinking of the Titanic.  Halifax is a city of 400,000 people located on the eastern side of mainland Canada, in the province of Nova Scotia. The words “Nova Scotia” mean New Scotland, and as you’d expect, there is a major Celtic influence throughout Nova Scotia.  This entire province of Canada has a mere 1 million people as its total population. The small city of Halifax faces the Atlantic Ocean and lies about 700 nautical miles from the actual spot where the Titanic sank back in 1912. 

Many do not know that the Haligonians (what the people of Halifax call themselves) were directly responsible for retrieving 306 bodies of passengers immediately following the infamous Titanic catastrophe. As they said at the time, the living went to New York City and the dead were brought to Halifax.

Actual intact deck chair from The Titanic
We began our search for more info on the connection between Halifax and The Titanic at the Maritime Museum of the Atlantic with its small but illuminating Titanic exhibit. We followed the line of white stars painted on the floor of the museum to the special Titanic exhibit where a movie explained how the White Star Line hired Halifax’s “cable ships” to retrieve the bodies of the victims. These cable ships were responsible for maintaining the Transatlantic Cable, and their crews knew how to navigate the Atlantic Ocean under any kind of conditions.

Piece of the Grand Staircase retrieved by the Haligonians
from floating Titanic debris
The cable ships set out with stacks of wooden coffins, several undertakers, a priest, and all the embalming fluid in Halifax. When they arrived at Titanic’s last known location, even the hardened sailors were shaken by the sight of dead bodies bobbing in the ocean. There were so many bodies that they ran out of embalming fluid and decided to bury 116 of the third-class passengers at sea. 

Even when the ships returned to Halifax, the class system was still obvious as first and second class passengers arrived in coffins, third-class passengers in cloth bags, and the crew on open stretchers. The undertakers did an exceptional job of numbering each body, noting any identifying marks (like scars or tattoos), and attaching any personal belongings. Their meticulous methodology allowed many of the bodies to eventually be identified and returned to loved ones.

Shoes of the Unknown Child
The crew of the cable ships also retrieved portions of the wreckage of the Titanic, not as scavengers, but in the maritime tradition of saving part of a lost ship. This small exhibit held the most remarkable actual Titanic relics we have ever seen: a deck chair fully in tact with the White Star logo carved on the back, and lots of beautifully carved wood including a piece of the Grand Staircase! One of the saddest artifacts was a small pair of shoes belonging to the body they called “the unknown child.”

Anne relaxes on the deck of The Titanic







In the end, 150 unclaimed souls were interred in Halifax cemeteries. The kind people of Halifax held a series of funerals at various churches throughout the city to honor these fallen victims.

In the afternoon, we took a bus tour to visit the scenic Peggy’s Cove and to see Fairview Cemetery where the largest number of Titanic victims are buried.

Colorful homes in Peggy's Cove





The famous lighthouse of Peggy's Cove
Peggy’s Cove was a scenic little coastal town, and we could see why tourist buses such as ours would bring guests to this small town.  Peggy’s Cove has a striking lighthouse at the end of the colorful town, perched on a massive, solid-appearing rock heap that was covered by shutter-snapping tourists that were roaming about like ants on a honey pile.  But despite the distraction of the abundant and annoying picture seekers (BTW, we have not forgotten that we too were part of this craziness!), Peggy’s Cove was a picturesque attraction outside Halifax. In fact, the lighthouse at Peggy’s Cove is said to be one of the most photographed lighthouses in the world!

Carol tells us all about lobsters
Carol, our tour guide, gave us a demo on lobsters.  She used her lobster pets, named “Larry” and “Lucy,” to show us how to handle them, how to determine the sex of a lobster, and how to cook them in a pot of boiling water.

Carol described the Maple Syrup Industry here and all the nuances of making maple syrup. Nova Scotia only produces .5% of the maple syrup of Canada, whereas Quebec produces 92%.  Also the primary employer here in Halifax is the military; lots of military contracts keep the economy of Nova Scotia alive.

Anne fondles "Larry the Lobster"



For whatever reason, Halifax has seen more than its share of catastrophes. The Titanic disaster was followed by the Halifax Explosion on December 6, 1917 when the munitions ship Mont Blanc collided with a Norwegian ship called the Imo, and the resulting explosion blew up the north end of Halifax killing some 2,000 people. This was the largest man-made explosion prior to the atomic bomb.

Then on September 2, 1998, Swiss Air flight 111 crashed on some rocks near the beach southwest of the airport killing all on board. The plane had caught on fire in the air, and the pilot tried to make it to the runway but fell short. Carol took us past a memorial to the 229 passengers who lost their lives. 

Most recently on 9/11, many flights were rerouted to Halifax when the American airspace was shutdown. We drove past the giant hangar where the Haligonians took great care of their unexpected guests. The people of Halifax are still remembered by the passengers who spent several harrowing days here before being able to return home to the U.S. Even now 15 years later, passengers still make pilgrimages to Halifax to express their thanks.

Hull-shaped row of Titanic
grave stones
At long last, our bus reached the Fairview Lawn Cemetery where 150 souls from the catastrophe of the Titanic were buried. Each grave marker has a name (if known), a number associated with the body cataloging procedure at the time, some info about the person (if known), and of course, the same death date: 15 April 1912.  Strange to see this many graves with the same death date all grouped together, laid out in a design that resembles the hull of the Titanic.

Grave of the real J. Dawson, coal shoveler on The Titanic 












Some visitors are intrigued to see the headstone for a J. Dawson. But he has nothing to do with Jack Dawson, the lead character played by Leonardo Di Caprio in James Cameron’s movie “Titanic.”  He was actually Joseph Dawson, a 20-something year old coal shoveler on board the Titanic.

Grave of the "Unknown Child"
now identifed
The most poignant grave was the one for an unknown 19-month-old child. For almost 100 years, this child remained anonymous until DNA evidence identified him as Sydney Leslie Goodwin whose entire family perished.

Giant Fiddle, dwarfed by our cruise ship, welcomes
us to Sydney















Sydney, Nova Scotia

Sydney was founded in 1785, and the first settlers were mostly poor Englishmen and disbanded soldiers fleeing the American Revolution. The city has a population of 102,000 people and is situated on the northeast side of Cape Breton Island.

Colonial kitchen at the restored Cossit House
Sydney was a sleepy town, but we did visit the Cossit House which is one of the oldest houses in Sydney built circa 1787. We also stopped by a Craft Fair and chatted with some of the locals, enjoying their humor and their pride in their city. 

Frank enjoying a local brew called
Alexander Keith's IPA
We ended up in a pool hall called Dooley’s where we sampled a local beer called Alexander Keith’s India Pale Ale. Fun stuff!

Some interesting facts about Nova Scotia and Canada: More Gaelic is spoken in Nova Scotia than in all of Scotland. Canadians eat more macaroni and cheese than any country on earth. Nova Scotia is made up of 3800 islands and Cape Breton is the largest. Nova Scotia is the 4th largest film production center in Canada and is home to many Canadian and Hollywood film and TV productions. Marconi, the father of telecommunications, sent the first official wireless message across the Atlantic from Nova Scotia in 1902.

Prince Edward Island


Due to high winds in the Charlottetown harbor, our landing on Prince Edward Island was cancelled. No fresh mussels for us (sigh)! However, at dinner that night on the ship, they served us mussels in shells about 4 inches long and actual mussels about 1 ½ inches long. Never saw them this large – big and juicy! To cap it off with further deliciousness, the cooks had placed a pot of melted butter alongside the mussels, and you could just add as much as you like.

More pics:

Member of the Titanic  orchestra

Shoreline at Peggy's Cove

Greetings from Peggy's Cove!

Monday, October 24, 2016

Bar Harbor, Maine and Saint John, New Brunswick

Our tender enters the harbor of Bar Harbor
Bar Harbor

Our next port was Bar Harbor (locals pronounce it - Bah Hahbah!). Once again, the trusty Princess tender carried us into port. This time we sat on the open upper level taking in the views and the fresh sea air.

Streets of Bar Harbor
Once in Bar Harbor, we strolled the quaint but lovely streets of this small town, absorbing the local flavor felt thru the businesses, the simple home styles, and the friendly people.  Of course, the town has got a giant tourist magnet surrounding it, but somehow a bit different from other touristy towns we’ve encountered.  Maybe because of the simple, easy-going, humorous-natured personalities embedded in the lifestyles we observed.

Anne finds an appropriate t-shirt for Frank
The town is very small, and easily walkable in a few hours. We sauntered along, stopping in the local shops (not a franchise store in sight) and checking out the interesting finds in the shop windows. Lots of jewelry stores selling semi-precious stones (like tourmaline) mined right here in Maine. 


Saint Saviour's Episcopal Church

We made a short stop at the St. Saviour’s Episcopal Church to roam the graveyard and view the famous stained glass, many of them created by Tiffany. We also explored some back streets taking in the simple New England architecture amid the dazzling autumn foliage.








Touring around Bar Harbor on Oli's Trolley
Anne had made a date over the internet with the highly recommended “Oli’s Trolley” during the planning stages of this trip. So after a cursory look-see walk around the town, we located the trolley station and boarded for some real sightseeing.

Our pleasant, knowledgeable, tour guide Don, was an older gent who talked incessantly over the trolley’s P/A system inserting his folksy backwoods humor, spinning non-stop yarns, drawing from his hefty store of local history, geography, and personal experience as he drove along.  Yea, he was able to drive and speak very coherently about any local topics all while safely navigating our 40-foot trolley thru the maze of obstacles along the narrow highways.

Tree-lined street in Bar Harbor
Don told us how little Bar Harbor became a sought after destination when two painters came here, and everyone who saw their paintings wanted to come up here. Including the extremely wealthy who built more “summer cottages” up here believing Bar Harbor was the “new Newport.” Don drove out of town and took us to Cadillac Mountain in Acadia National Park which was first created by some of the wealthy visitors. 

Cadillac Mountain with our cruise ship in the harbor below
You may be impressed that we now know that Cadillac is the highest coastal mountain north of Rio de Janeiro (thank you Don for that piece of trivia!).  BTW, Cadillac Mt. is a mere 1,530 feet tall – not very tall at all as mountains go, but it is ostensibly the first spot in the U.S. to see the sun rise. The top of the mountain was very stony with gorgeous views of the Atlantic Ocean and the harbor below us where we could see our Princess cruise ship.

Crashing waves at Thunder Hole
Don drove us past Sandy Beach where the water is so green, you might think you were in the Caribbean. We continued on to “Thunder Hole,” a rocky outcropping where the waves come crashing onto the shoreline rocks and create a sudden clap that sounds like a wallop of thunder. 









On Jordan Pond
Our last stop was Acadia Park’s Jordan Pond nestled near some small mountains and surrounded by very colorful deciduous trees in the process of changing color. A very pretty scene that beckons the average hiker to come, take a walk around the serene pond and absorb its natural beauty.




Frank tackles his lobstah!




We were back in Bar Harbor by 2:00 PM, and hungry for some indigenous foods. Well, what better choice than Maine lob-stah and wild blueberry pie!  









We settled in at the West Street CafĂ©, anxious for a late lunch and some local cuisine. Yep! Maine lobster, lobster roll, clam chowder, coleslaw, and steak fries all washed down with 2 locally brewed draft beers!  And of course, specially-made wild blueberry pie for the big finish. Yummy, yummy.  It doesn’t get much better!

Lobstah fisherman unloading his daily catch



Saint John, New Brunswick


Sidewalk vendor shows us his wares in Saint John
The following day, our cruise ship arrived in Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada. The city is situated on the Bay of Fundy – the only city on the Bay of Fundy, and one which experiences the world’s highest tides (up to 50 feet!). Saint John has a strong American connection: it was founded primarily by American Loyalists, colonists who remained loyal to the British crown and fled north to Canada during the American Revolution.

Famous Barbour's General Store



Saint John was very quiet on this Sunday morning, but we enjoyed a nice walk around the port area and up thru the town. We stopped by Barbour’s General Store and had fun with the wooden statues out in  front of the store. 

Anne blends in with the wooden statue
Anne blended in so realistically with the wooden figures that some woman passing by practically screamed when Anne moved! 

Saint John City Market
We also visited the City Market (Canada’s oldest farmer’s market) where we wandered among the small market stalls buying some tasty hard candy made from maple syrup and a local bottle of blueberry wine. Frank, the winemaker, has made blueberry wine in the past, and we are both anxious to compare this wine to his. 


Playful wooden statues
 in front of Barbour's General Store
We learned that Saint John in New Brunswick, Canada has the word “Saint” always spelled out to differentiate it from the city of St. John in nearby Newfoundland, Canada.

More pics of Bar Harbor:

Our cruise ship dwarfs a four-masted sailing ship
in Bar Harbor

Lobster House on stilts in the harbor

Must-have lunch in Bar Harbor!

Says who???????

Colorful Bar Harbor

Beautiful, typical New England church
on the Village Green

Another local delicacy

Sums up our trip so far!



Friday, October 21, 2016

Boston and the Freedom Trail

Colonials on the
Boston Commons
Today we visited and toured Boston, Massachusetts on foot, as much as can be seen in a single morning and afternoon from a cruise ship! Anne had plotted out the day for us, and it turned out to be “wicked smaht!” Frank used to do work in the Boston area at Raytheon Corp. as a young engineer for the Navy back in the 1970’s and hadn’t returned in almost 40 years.  What a treat for him to see busy Boston once again.

Mix of colonial and modern
architecture
Boston is a city of contrasts with little colonial buildings tucked here and there among imposing skyscrapers. 

Boston Commons Welcome Center
and the start of the Freedom Trail
We took a cab from the cruise ship to Boston Commons, one of the oldest parks in the USA.  It is also the start of the Freedom Trail which begins in front of the Boston Commons Welcome Center and ends somewhere up near the Charlestown Navy Yard. 

Anne points to the brick-lined Freedom Trail
that we followed thru the city





We walked part of the trail, a well-defined path easily identified by a double-brick line in the sidewalk, that took us thru the streets of Boston past most of the key historical sites.

Massachusetts State House with gleaming
23-karat gold leaf dome
Former US House representative
Gabby Giffords






















We strolled along, following the red brick pathway, we encountered a political rally right in front of the Massachusetts State House with its gleaming 23-karat gold leaf dome. Wow, included in this rally was Gabrielle (Gabby) Giffords, stumping for Hillary Clinton’s gun control reforms. Gabby was an Arizona US House representative back in January of 2011 when some 22-year old nutcase walked up to her and shot her pointblank at a political speech near Tucson, Arizona. Although Gabby was noticeably debilitated, she made a short but poignant speech for more effective gun control and then disappeared into the crowds. We felt so sorry for her; poor lady is only 46 years old.  And that makes her tragedy even more personal, as we have a 46-year-old daughter!

Paul Revere's grave in the
Granary Burial Grounds











As we strolled the Freedom Trail, we bopped into the Granary Burial Grounds to see the burial sites of John Hancock and Paul Revere. The trail covered many other stops as well, including other old cemeteries, churches, and various historical buildings.



Sam Lagrassa'a pastrami heaven













Somewhere around the noon hour, we hit a famous pastrami house here in Boston known as “Sam Lagrassa’s.”  Frank has been crying to Anne for years about finding a pastrami sandwich as delicious as the kind he always bought for lunch when he was working up here in Boston years ago. 

Pastrami anyone?

Well, Anne knowing that we were scheduled to dock and tour here in Boston, did some research and found a “Class A” pastrami place, and we went! Wowie Zowie! Sam served up some incredible “Romanian pastrami.” There is no question in Frank’s mind anymore; Boston does indeed have the most tasty, succulent, massive pastrami sandwiches of anywhere on this planet!!

Skull and angel wings are prominent on
 gravestones at King's Chapel cemetery
It was a bit hard to move around after downing those large and absolutely delectable pastrami sandwiches, but somehow we managed to waddle our way back onto the Freedom Trail. We continued on to the Old South Meeting House (famous for a protest that started here and then moved to the harbor becoming known as The Boston Tea Party) and to King’s Chapel Church with the oldest cemetery in Boston. Nobody especially important in this cemetery, but there is always an odd fascination for us in reading the old engraved tombstones. These tombstones were particularly intriguing with a common motif of a skeleton head surrounded by angel wings, representing the mortality of the body and the immortality of the soul.
Balcony of the Old State House

Then, it was on to the Old State House, which was a center of political activity in the 1700’s and 1800’s.  The Declaration of Independence was read for the 1st time in Boston from the balcony of this building. 

Trump or Hillary (ha, ha)?
Today, the main attraction at the State House was a beggar with a sign that read, “Give me one dollar or I’m voting Trump.” If that didn’t work, he turned the sign around, and it read, “Give me one dollar or I’m voting Hillary.” Pretty clever!  Frank gave him a dollar just for his innovative thinking.


Faneuil Hall
We ended our walk at the popular, pedestrian-only area surrounding Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market.  Faneuil Hall has mostly arts & crafts, while Quincy Market has exclusively foods and food courts.  Lots of fun stuff there, and we even found some good buys including these favorite souvenirs:

Anne found the best magnet
Frank found a worthy addition to his
undies collection

More pics:

Anne photo bombs colonial couple

Anne's lovin' every bite of her Sam Lagrassa
pastrami