When most folks in my corner of the world consider a winter get away they usually picture someplace warm, perhaps a tropical drink in hand and toes in the sand. Or … hardier travellers might head for the ski hills. I tend toward city visits.
But in this particular trip, I’d have to say, I didn’t time it very well.
I haven’t been to Saint John, New Brunswick for years, so I was looking forward to a little exploring.
A VERY little exploring, it turned out.
The combination of bitter cold temperatures and brisk windchills (ie -30C) with ice covered sidewalks conspired against me.
I managed a quick jaunt along Germaine Street and wasn’t disappointed with the architecture.
Luckily, the city makes a visit a little easier in winter with pedways and tunnels connecting some of the must see spots…
… Such as the very charming City Market.
That said, I feel a return visit during one of the warmer months is warranted – for sure.
For now, I’m in full agreement with Norm Frampton – enough with winter!
Back in the ’70’s, plans for a dam on the beautiful St John River in New Brunswick threatened a group of 18th Century buildings. Some bright spark had the idea to move them out of harms way. The result is s vibrant, living historical village.
We visited on a very hot holiday Monday and all the doors were thrown open to welcome a bit of breeze as well as us visitors.
The delightful staff not only welcomed us into their homes and places of business, they drew us in the 18th village with the play acting. We were encouraged to lend a hand to help with the chores. Because it takes a village to … well … make village.
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Fredericton has some very pretty houses. Their entrances are made all the more inviting with a bit of fresh snow.
We enjoyed a walk around while waiting for Son #1 to finish classes so we could takes him home for “Spring Break”. Apparently, Mother Nature didn’t get the memo.
That was okay with us, though. It was a gentle snow with no wind … and not too cold temperatures.
The plants know. These buds (lilac, maybe?) are ready for warmer weather.
I predict the snow will melt away fairly quickly and things will green up quickly.
That said, I’m happy to have my young fella home – where there is no snow, and the crocuses are thinking about blooming. Which is freakishly early in the season for here. Worryingly so. But that’s another thought for another day.
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