New-FUN-land

Welcome to the Rock! Let me just say that I am so happy to have been to Newfoundland. It is beautiful, and quite unlike anywhere I've ever been.

We arrived Thursday morning, after a big rush to the airport (we were woken not by our alarm clock, set to give us a comfortable 45 minutes of getting-ready, but by the taxi driver buzzing up ...ack! ...run!) Cabbies on the Rock blathered at us in a bibbity-bobbity of language that made me think of early days in Glasgow (was that English?) Hotel overlooked the pretty little harbour of St. John's. We went up Signal Hill, not realizing it was a foggy day, and took pictures of ourselves peering into the thick cover. Went on a boat tour, saw some Minke whales("There's one over Starboard! Quick, everybody Starboard!" "Look! There's one on the Port side! Everybody Port!" Beth, standing in the very centre of the boat: "Where do I go!?! Where are the whales!?"). Got Screeched in; Had to eat some nasty bits of Newfoundland, kiss a cod, and say something in bibbity-bobbity.

We were really there for Ken & Sue's wedding though, and the main event did not disappoint.

The freshly-married lovely couple ...heading out into a fine, sunny Newfoundland afternoon.

The ceremony was deliciously short and sweet. Yes, I teared up. I'm just so darn happy that those two crazy kids got together. Afterwards, we had a wee bit of time to explore St. John's.

At the comic book store. Not only did I give them their first real-live-girl sighting in ages,

I was all dolled up, so it was a good one, too.

KFC.

Buying a lottery ticket. Somebody's getting lucky tonight...