A long day of flying - up at 2:30am, 4.5 hours first flight, 3 hours waiting, 3 hours second flight - and here we are.
St. John apostrophe S. Cool, drizzly and friendly from the get-go.
But despite watching a full day's the sun rise and fall from an airplane, 9pm in Newfoundland is still only 4:30 in the afternoon Vancouver time. So out for a good stomp into downtown, raingear on, waterproof trainers afoot, along empty streets and Victorian faded grandeur.
Our first meal had to be special - the place had to speak to us. No TV sports, no pool tables, no frozen entrees and Molsons.
Found it.
Adelaide Oyster House where we had a dozen eastern beauties on the half shell - 6 Barnstable from New Brunswick and 6 Puffin Rock from Newfoundland, with local on-tap options, Quidi Vidi's Squeezebox IPA and Port Rexton's Vacation, both good and surprisingly (or not) fairly high in alcohol content.
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And just like that, the holiday is on!
How fun! We will be following closely and perhaps recreating some of your photos when we go in August. If you need a new purse, check out Ragmaw in St. John's (175 Water St) - very local company and her bags are gorgeous!
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