On the way south we stopped in Baddeck to visit the Alexander Graham Bell museum. Bell was born in Scotland but when two of his brothers died of TB his family moved to Nova Scotia in search of healthier climes. My grandmother tied of TB in Sweden and I wonder if that was partly why they moved to North Dakota. That and poverty.
Bell was a fascinating man. I had no idea how much he did for deaf people, or of his interest in aviation--and dozens of other things. But he didn't like the telephone. He hated to speak on one. He said it was the biggest nuisance known to man.
We got to Lunenburg late afternoon and checked into the Smuggler's Inn. Lovely old hotel in the heart of downtown Lunenburg. Great room, great a great clerk with hints on where to eat, hike, etc. She said we could drive a ways down the coast to try to find L'Hermione--she is reportedly hanging out at some cove, waiting to make a grand entrance tomorrow morning. But we were tired of driving so just wandered around town awhile and then early to bed.
I didn't take any pictures today but here's one left over from Newfoundland: the lupines!
In places the road is lined with them.
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