Once the jury finds out i'm not native nova scotian, they will quickly reconvene and pronounce me not guilty of NS friendliness and hospitality.
And since i wasn't born here, i got my own NS impressions to share. Moved here in 1977 from QC after my mother kicked out my alcoholic father out the house. He was actually on a sober spell at the time, but...well, long story short he got into a fight with one of my sister's BF which left him with a nose that sprayed blood everywhere after the BF cocked him. Cops cuffed him and my mom told them to take him and don't bring him back. My mom was originally from Aylesford, NS, so she took the youngest ones (under 18) with her and i was 17 (just my luck). As a matter of fact, we took the train to NS on my 17th birthday.
We moved to what felt to me like the middle of nowhere in the Annapolis Valley. Stuck between two towns. No friends. Boring! The second thing i hated was the weather. I love winters (use to, anyways. Not so much anymore) and the one day snow, next day rain seemed to be common here. And the other thing was the wind. I don't remember what month it was but there was this wind storm that caused the top of the three giant pine tress on our front lawn to bend at almost a 45 degree angle for 3 straight days! I really hated NS after that.
That first summer a neighbour across the road who worked as a foreman for the Dept of Highways, got me a job with his crew. Clearing brush along the highways. I had this operation on my left breast as a kid. I had what looked like a little raspberry sticking out, and the doctor who removed it did a poor job with the stitching. It left an ugly scar that looked like a spider with short legs. And it was bigger than it should have been, considering how small my little 'raspberry' was. Anyways, this one dude happened to see it one hot day when i took my shirt off at work. He told the others that i had a "third tit". And he enjoyed joking about it every chance he had. And he was the same guy who often called me 'frog', which was common for Atlantic'ers to call anyone who was french, especially if you were from QC. Didn't bother me getting called 'frog', but one day i felt enough was enough because he just wouldn't stop. The guy wasn't an asshole, he was a joker. A friendly joker. But i was getting tired of haring 'frog'. So i asked him if he knew what Nova Scotians were called in QC. He didn't. So i told him...'seals'. He gave me this blank stare. He didn't seem to think it was that big a deal. So i asked him if he knew what the word 'seal' is in french. He didn't. So i told him...'phoque'. Which sounds the exact same as 'fuck'. I didn't bother telling him that it wasn't true that Nova Scotians were called 'seal' in QC. I made that up on the spot in an attempt to stop him. It worked. He never called me 'frog' again after that.
But i guess it can't be that bad here in NS, seeing i stuck around for 4 decades.
Nova Scotians are great. They must figure among the friendliest and most hospitable folks in Canada.
I hitch-hiked out to Cape Breton from Ottawa in 1973 before returning for a summer counsellor job at a boys camp on Georgian Bay.
I started counter clockwise around the Cabot trail, got to Cheticamp, hiked the river of the same name and then quickly retraced my steps to Sydney as a hurricane came towards us. That storm would dump about 4 to 5 inches of snow on the Highlands at roughly the 3rd week of June. The heavy neon signs in Sydney were blown to a horizonal position.
Near Cheticamp I was picked up two local men, one was of Scottish origin, the other of French origin, both had family history in Canada measured in hundreds of years. Their gentle teasing, sectarian banter was quite amusing.
haresfur: As for the "Are you Catholic?" question.... strikes me as rather humorous. Especially a long time ago, when Catholics in eastern Canada were "falling" by the thousands on a daily basis.
FWIW, I am not sure I ever refused a joint while hitch-hiking..... In over 50 countries of hitch-hiking, I never had a bad ride from folks who offered a joint. It was always a good experience.
Well the jury is still out on SeriousLee
One of my favourite 'Nova Scotians are great' stories is kind of hard to describe adequately. It was the Christmas Eve after my father died, so I was strongly into my annual pre-Christmas melancholy (it wouldn't be Christmas without that 'alone in a crowd' feeling, but I digress). We stopped for lunch in some tiny ex-fishing hamlet between Lunenburg and Halifax. Chrome tables, and Naugahyde chairs. Vinyl floor. The whole front was glass in cheap aluminium frames. In the back corner were three kind of tough-looking for their age young teenagers. Two looked to be thirteen and one a bit older, maybe fifteen. On the table was a huge teddy-bear. The older one was acting cool and the younger ones could barely contain their excitement. About the time we were finishing eating a pretty girl walks up to the restaurant and the oldest boy hurries out to greet her and give her a hug. They come back inside and he gives her the bear. I mean the room was filled with that first boyfriend/girlfriend feeling. They all head out the door. Then the oldest boy pauses, lets go of the girls hand, and says something to the younger ones. They turn around throw open the door and shout, "Merry Christmas everyone!"
The Highlands are great, but I only got to see a little. A long time ago I hitch-hiked from Halifax, in late autumn, but only got to the edge of the park when I decided that getting stuck for weeks, half way around the loop was a real possibility.It was pouring rain so I set up my tarp in a closed camp ground. Some worker saw me and opened up the laundry room for me to stay in.
Got a ride from the local MP, out campaigning. The next ride was in a charger with no back seat from some young fellas who were drinking rum and ginger ale. - pass the rum bottle around, followed by the bottle of ginger. I declined a joint and they asked if I was Catholic, which seemed like a weird non-sequitur. Yeah, Nova Scotians are great.
Nova Scotians are great. They must figure among the friendliest and most hospitable folks in Canada.
I hitch-hiked out to Cape Breton from Ottawa in 1973 before returning for a summer counsellor job at a boys camp on Georgian Bay.
I started counter clockwise around the Cabot trail, got to Cheticamp, hiked the river of the same name and then quickly retraced my steps to Sydney as a hurricane came towards us. That storm would dump about 4 to 5 inches of snow on the Highlands at roughly the 3rd week of June. The heavy neon signs in Sydney were blown to a horizonal position.
Near Cheticamp I was picked up two local men, one was of Scottish origin, the other of French origin, both had family history in Canada measured in hundreds of years. Their gentle teasing, sectarian banter was quite amusing.
haresfur: As for the "Are you Catholic?" question.... strikes me as rather humorous. Especially a long time ago, when Catholics in eastern Canada were "falling" by the thousands on a daily basis.
FWIW, I am not sure I ever refused a joint while hitch-hiking..... In over 50 countries of hitch-hiking, I never had a bad ride from folks who offered a joint. It was always a good experience.
Well, if there is any interest in a long road trip for those of you dwelling in the Pacific North West, I highly recommend Sydney, Nova Scotia and the rest of the Cape Breton Highlands.
Very friendly folks.
The Highlands are great, but I only got to see a little. A long time ago I hitch-hiked from Halifax, in late autumn, but only got to the edge of the park when I decided that getting stuck for weeks, half way around the loop was a real possibility.It was pouring rain so I set up my tarp in a closed camp ground. Some worker saw me and opened up the laundry room for me to stay in.
Got a ride from the local MP, out campaigning. The next ride was in a charger with no back seat from some young fellas who were drinking rum and ginger ale. - pass the rum bottle around, followed by the bottle of ginger. I declined a joint and they asked if I was Catholic, which seemed like a weird non-sequitur. Yeah, Nova Scotians are great.
Well, if there is any interest in a long road trip for those of you dwelling in the Pacific North West, I highly recommend Sydney, Nova Scotia and the rest of the Cape Breton Highlands.
Pasted: “The partisan divide in Americans’ attitudes toward Canada is a consistent finding in survey research. It’s not a new development in the Trump era,” Gravelle said.
Interesting. Not surprising given the nature of the US cultural wars.
With us or against us, 'n all that.
Note, I keep enough fuel in my house to easily make the Canukistan shore. I believe Sidney is the model for urban planning - A liquor store and an ice cream store on every other corner.
Canada needs to institute Australia's refugee policy, just for you. If you arrive by boat here, the ship you off to an offshore detention centre and won't ever let you gain residency. If you have enough money to come by plane, it's another matter.
Note, I keep enough fuel in my house to easily make the Canukistan shore. I believe Sidney is the model for urban planning - A liquor store and an ice cream store on every other corner.
Sydney, Vancouver Island? Sydney, Nova Scotia is a long drive from Seattle.
Easy / friendly port of entry to the Canadian Gulf islands. The Rum Runner restaurant at the port of Sidney usually has Radio Paradise playing and the slide show on one of the bar TVs (also great food and drinks).
Note, I keep enough fuel in my house to easily make the Canukistan shore. I believe Sidney is the model for urban planning - A liquor store and an ice cream store on every other corner.
Sydney, Vancouver Island? Sydney, Nova Scotia is a long drive from Seattle.
Note, I keep enough fuel in my house to easily make the Canukistan shore. I believe Sidney is the model for urban planning - A liquor store and an ice cream store on every other corner.
What, no taco trucks? What kind of country is this?
Pasted: âThe partisan divide in Americansâ attitudes toward Canada is a consistent finding in survey research. Itâs not a new development in the Trump era,â Gravelle said.
Interesting. Not surprising given the nature of the US cultural wars.
With us or against us, 'n all that.
Note, I keep enough fuel in my house to easily make the Canukistan shore. I believe Sidney is the model for urban planning - A liquor store and an ice cream store on every other corner.
Pasted: âThe partisan divide in Americansâ attitudes toward Canada is a consistent finding in survey research. Itâs not a new development in the Trump era,â Gravelle said.
Interesting. Not surprising given the nature of the US cultural wars.
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Jul 31, 2018 - 11:00pm
westslope wrote:
Newfoundland has two unincorporated communities that are named Dildo and South Dildo.
Did not know that.
'Scuse me for jumping in, I'm new to these parts. Just thought I'd point out that up by Twillingate, there is also a Dildo Run Provincial Park. It is located just outside of Virgin Arm, NL.
"They all pretend to like the same shitty coffee, because it would be rude not to."
trudeau is an embarrassment to canada. no to the whole coffee thingy (it really is shitty) although a lot of hosers do seem to like it even though IT'S NOT EVEN CANADIAN OWNED! more starbucks anyway if you look past your ugly american nose.
JORDAN PETERSON FOR PRIME MINISTER!
BTW keep your illegals from crossing at the 49th parallel. the point of having a nation state is that it is defined, among other things, by BORDERS. cheap american double standard. surprise.
Once the jury finds out i'm not native nova scotian, they will quickly reconvene and pronounce me not guilty of NS friendliness and hospitality. 
