Day 86 September 3, 2014
Terra Nova National Park to St. John’s, Newfoundland
Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada
Being the social movers and shakers that we are, we had a breakfast invitation for this morning. We’d been invited over to George and Pearl’s nearby motorhome for a hearty meal and conversation before we took off for St. John’s.
We’d met George and Pearl the night before. They were native Newfoundlanders who lived only about a half hour from Terra Nova National Park. They were doing a little staycation at Terra Nova NP.
We feasted on bacon, eggs (I skipped the eggs..hate ‘em), toast, and homemade jam. And add to that, funny conversation. Funny ‘cause, at times, their accents were hard to understand, and funny at other times ‘cause they were really funny and nice peeps.
Before we departed the campground, George and Pearl came by the space shuttle and gave us a jar of Pearl’s homemade canned/jarred beets. (months later, when we were back home, we cracked open the jar and ate them all in one sitting. they were absolutely “to die for!”)
On the drive to St. John’s, we listened with interest to a radio talk show discussion about what people who live in Newfoundland and Labrador call themselves. Newfoundlanders? Labradorians? Newfoundland and Labradorians? Believe it or not, this was quite a controversial discussion, and quite educational for us, to say the least!
We checked into the campground at Pippy Park, just on the outskirts of St. John’s, and then drove into the city. WOW!! St. John’s was colorful, hilly, and edgy! More rough around the edges than I’d expected, but all the more interesting!!
St. John’s would be the big turn-a-around point of our trip. To celebrate, we’d already decided that we would treat ourselves to lots of eating out while we were there. This turned out to be a good decision, as we found that St. Johns was a foodie haven!
We had the most awesome dinner at a restaurant called The Club. We chose The Club, because we happened to get a parking spot right out front, and we were hungry…pure luck. We stuffed ourselves with local Quidi Vidi beers, gourmet soup, salmon, miscellaneous sides, and a gourmet burger. Then we finished all that off with the most freakin’ amazing cake…parsnip cake!! Parsnip cake is the more delicious cousin to carrot cake.
Now that I think back on our time in St. John’s, I’m pretty sure this is where that extra four pounds crept up on me. And it was all worth it, even though, seven months later, I’m still trying to get rid of it!!