The Canadian cruise...
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Alrighty, me and the boy are off on a Canadian cruise to celebrate 2.5 years of fun! So we meet in New York (we stayed in NY for 3 days first, and the airline had lost my bags, so I was still in the same clothes by the time we boarded the boat- the bags were delivered to the pier one hour before we left, thank god!!) and take the Carnival Victory off for 5 days of Canadian fun! We end up being ten years younger than the next youngest passenger, and ten years older than the next youngest- so we had to entertain ourselves... I think we did a pretty good job of it!
First stop was St. John, New Brunswick which was a really nice quiet town. Its famous for the reversible falls at the Bay of Fundy, which is basically one of those weird natural phenomenons where the tide changes drastically and makes some crazy rapids in the middle of a bay.
One of the major reasons we wanted to take this cruise is because we are both crazy about lobster- and there is an all you can eat lobster night. We had a bet about who would eat more, I don't exactly remember how many we ended up putting away, but it was a lot. I felt pretty sick at the end of it and I think I won't be eating lobster for a really long time. It was the mass produced cruise lobster- and it was carnival, so not quality- so that could have been something to do with it, or human beings are just not supposed to eat that many lobster in one sitting.
Halifax was our next stop, and it is an awesome town. Very pituresque and inviting. We decide to go hiking in one of the national forests nearby. Let me begin by saying that this was a very public forest- there were people jogging, walking there dogs, babies in strollers, etc. This was by no means a remote, nor obscure location. Anyways, Jeff and I started going off the paved trails to take the little paths that led through the woods. We were on one of these paths and broke through some trees and it joined up to one of the main trails. We walked out onto the trail, looked to our right and all we can see- about 20 feet down the path- is this enormous pale white ghetto booty being bent over a rock on the side of the trail getting hammered! Obviously- a shocking site, I think I screamed.
Not to be out done by their Canadian brethren, when we were reboarding the ship, we were on a ramp that dumped you off on the 6th floor. Those people on the 3rd-5th floors did not realize it, and we got the second peep show of the day, from a man who was getting dressed through the port hole we were stuck in front of. The grandma who was waiting in front of us enjoyed it a bit more than we did, though.
Not all of Halifax was worthy of a porn show, though. It is such a beautiful sea-side town with lots of history. A little bit about myself- I am cajun, which means that I'm from southern Louisiana and my ancestors were French settlers in Acadia, which is now Nova Scotia in Canada. After France lost the French and Indian Wars, the English victors evicted all of the French settlers (even though they claimed neutrality), split up families and put them on ships heading to different destinations. Over the years they gathered in Louisiana, but not before about half of them died from disease, starvation or being killed by the English.