Tom can't believe I forgot to tell you about our visit to the Chocolate Museum yesterday. I guess I am not as into chocolate as He and others are.
It was a wonderful experience though. They had the typical video to start and then great pictures, objects, machinery and explanations of everything as you moved along. The big and delightful difference though was the chocolates. Every so often there would be dishes of this delectible substance of different kinds labeled so you knew what you would encounter. A person could go out of there really sick. We almost were.
At the usual and "required" gift shop we bought a couple of bars that we had not ever heard of before. The chocolates didn't look that good anymore and we were beginning to run short of Canadian money.
Off to find a church which took awhile and some miles. First a church with no one in attendance at the stated time, then a Presbeterian and finally the Community church out in the middle of nowhere. We were 15 minutes late as it started at 9:30 instead of 10:00.
The pastor was a teacher/preacher going through the book of Romans. Today was on faith not works. Interestingly, the devotion in Gems from the Greek was also on faith today.
Because people come such a long way they have the 9:30 service, a break for treats and then go into a second service instead of coming back in the evening.
We left after the first service to continue on to Campabollo Island where Franklin Roosevelt had his summer home.
It had bedrooms for 6 servants, 6 for the family along with guest bedrooms.
The kitchen and laundry were fascinating with the antique fixtures and appliances.
Most of the furniture, rugs, pictures are all the originals. The wallpaper was reproduced according to what was in each room. Lots of fancy flowered paper.
We really enjoyed our time touring this presidents home.
We continued to the northern tip of the island where there is a place you can walk to another small island with a light house on it. Only certain hours though, when the tide is out. We were within the time frame, but the stairs down and then up again looked too daunting.
Instead we watched some whales playing in the Bay of Fundy. They would surface and blow water high into the air. It was a long ways away, but not too far to see and appreciate.
Stopped for lunch and were able to try the French Canadian specialty
french fries smothered in cheese and gravy. Sounds terrible to me, but it is quite good.
Back at the ranch we are resting up before beginning to move again.
So long!
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