On day four we woke up pretty early, though 11 is early for me so I’ll be liberal on the definition here of “early”. We had decided to stay the night before in the town where we got our van fixed in Quebec as it was rather late by the time they had finished. A few blocks from where the truck was fixed in town, there was a “festival” on the go. Literally 10’s of RV’s were parked all over the parks and neighborhood streets, so we attached ourselves to the festival and got free accommodation, parking outside someone’s house on a random street with a couple other Rv’s. Armed with gratitude, we obviously felt obliged to go check out the festival and so set off to come up to a big-top tent with a handful of old timers doing line dancing. Amy and Falco then proceeded to get their two-step on.
That didn’t last t long however, as it was getting to be past most of the oldies’ ( no offence intended) bed time - so off to sleep we went in our new neighborhood.
On day five we woke up “pretty early”, got to Timmies (Super-huge Canadian coffee chain) and after pumping up the tires, hit the road. It was a massive driving day by the end of which, Amy and I had driven a total of 12 hours.
Once we got into New Brunswick the scenery was quite beautiful. We eventually arrived near Fundy where we were to meet our friends Ty and Alison and where we were to see one of the sights that I’ve most wanted to see ever in my whole life; the low and high tides at the Flower Pots! (Wiki that shit!) However, we ended up staying the night of day 4 after a long day of driving in a Wal-Mart parking lot, and I must say that it is the best sleep I've had all trip long. The reason for which, is that we were running out of gas (for a change!) and all exchanges of goods and services apparently cease to exist after about 10pm in NB.
So early we rose on day 5 (for real this time) to get down to Fundy National Park! We arrived round 12pm and set up camp, which consisted of me backing the van into the campsite and Amy pumping up a rubber ducky. (RV’s are awesome!)
After a little while Ty and Alison arrived to meet us, we had reserved the camp next to ours for them, which was awesome cos they are only about 5 steps away.
After lunch, we all set out to see the low tides at the flower pots, where the entire coast line changes and either rises or sinks by 50 feet, depending on the tide. There are two high tides and two low tides every day.
It was a truly awe inspiring sight where we got to walk the ocean floor quite literally. It was crazy muddy and Falcor was like a pig in poop. He loved it!
Amy and I made it all the way down to the new shoreline in mud halfway up our legs, it was great, I wanted to roll in it and then jump into the ocean but lucky I didn’t as afterwards we discovered you weren’t supposed to walk in the mud flats. Oh well! I loved it and I think everyone should try it.
In town we all bought ourselves delicious fresh lobster to cook for dinner … best camping meal ever!
Full and happy we were off to bed.
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