Post #775911 by danlovestikis on Sat, May 13, 2017 8:59 AM

hang10tiki it should have been named Rocky Beach. Puffins rock too. I've never seen one in life but they say there is an island nearby where they hand out in large numbers.

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Trip Day 8, 9 and 10 along the East Coast of Canada.

Day 8.

We were driven though the city to the huge market.

It was fun to shop. I bought some maple sugar candy which Surprise melted on the plane.

A view of a park from the bus.

Many ports are industrialized and you can't get off the ship and have a safe walk. So we do the tours.

This is our second stop. We hiked up for a better look.

Someday I'll get a selfie stick.

The tours of this area are simple. We just stopped to look at a river.

Back on the ship we sailed away early. The fog made the view special.

This fellow is a beyond belief ventriloquist. If he is ever on a cruise don't miss him.

Day 8 at sea. Non-stop fog.

Day 10.

We see what each city looks like as we ride to the tourist spots.

Here starts the imagination tour. Just imagine how pretty if the trees had leaves and the flowers were growing in this garden. I just listened and wondered if he had on underpants.

We were among the youngest people on our ship.

We drove to the Citadel that protected the city.
Dan checked out the cannon.

We had a good view of the city.

We toured the Public Gardens cemetery to see where a couple of hundred of the Titanic dead were laid to rest.

I decided to see if there were any family names that matched our families. No relation just names.
My sister is married to a Cox.

My mothers name is Jewell Dawson, my uncle is John Dawson but this is Joseph Dawson and he shoveled coal into the ovens on the ship. Girls think it is Jack Dawson from the movie and each summer they kiss the headstone and place flowers until you can't even walk close to the headstone.

Dan's mom is an Elliot.

My first cousin is James White.

This is a Titanic story where the childs body was not identified or claimed so the men who did the rescue took up a collection and made the marker and hundreds came for the funeral. Now through DNA the child was identified and a marker added.

Just five years later a huge explosion leveled most of the city of Halifax killing more than I can recall. So the same cemetery has another spot of mass graves.

From the bus we passed many homes of this caliber. It's wonderful to see that they survived for so many years. Rock is the last little piggy home.

Before returning to the ship we visited a busy port market.

I always enjoy the art in these places. Beeswax casts.

Time for food and rest at the end of this long day and the same back home.