Dear Gilles,
Today, we took our time to wake up and get moving.
We had pancakes for breakfast on the porch of our cabin.
By about 11 am, we headed towards Charlottetown. We stopped off at the Toy Factory in New Glasgow. It's geared towards younger children - but I had an idea to ask and see if they had Devil Sticks. They didn't but brought out some Diablo kits. And it was a diablo I was actually looking for. Super nice owners. They offered me two kits for $40 well below sticker price. So I took two with the intent of learning myself - but also as a screen-free challenge for the boys.
Then we got talking about summer stock and deliveries of toys. Then it migrated to long-table Lobster Supper. Which is a thing. A thing I didn't know about until one of our neighbours mentioned it. So there is the possibility of one near by at Fisherman's Wharf. I'll think about it. It seems like a lot of food is available.
Once we finished chatting with the Toy Factory - we made our way to Charlottetown. We parked and went to the first museum we saw - Beaconsfield Historic House. A grade 11 volunteer gave us the tour - and she was fantastic. So enthusiastic.
A typical Casa Loma (Toronto) story - industrial-wanna-be-rich-person - decided to build themselves a show home and goes bankrupt in the process. Home gets sold to the next person and the next. Home is used as a boarding house. Home is bought and donated to the local historical society.
What was neat about this home was the amount of plaster work in the crown molding and ceiling medallions. The plaster was reinforced with horse hair. The walls were also insulated with horse hair. And with 8 fireplaces - I took photos of most of the fire screens which were of varying height and varying needlework designs.
Once we finished with the tour, we just wandered downtown and into the Anne of Green Gables store. I told the boys that I wasn't allowed to buy the store. And I didn't. We did pick up some patches and pins.
We headed back to the truck for a juice and pizza bun and I decided to drive closer to the theater for Anne and Gilbert the Musical. We parked went searching for supper and waited for the show to start.
It was WELL DONE.
I cried. Of course. I would be one of the locals that would go to see it every year.
We arrived back at the site - in the rain - snuggled in and went to sleep.
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