Kind of a long day as our drive around the coast took a bit longer than desired as we had fog for a bit of the way and then 2 routes of road works held us up for quite some time; but that was only added to the accident that happened right in front of us. As G was looking out the front window, he saw a little Ford Fiesta do a spin out and land in the opposite side of the road because her back axle had snapped and she was unable to get the car out of the way. In her backseat was her small child. We stayed until her boyfriend came and hauled her back but she was definitely in shock as she wouldn't accept our help at all. We stayed with her anyway until help came.
We stopped for a bit in Adair, where there is a beautiful park and more thatched rooftop homes.
As we drive through this country of Great Britain, we understand why the immigrants who made the journey across the ocean to begin the birth of Canada, had chosen to settle in the eastern end of our country - the Atlantic Provinces. The landforms are exactly the same and at times we felt as if we were in NS or then NF. The smells are the same and the people are just as quirky.
We took a much needed restful night by staying in and eating salads early before heading for bed.
