ECT Day 9: The Other Side of Summerside
Day 9 came way to soon. For the first time on the road, we felt at home as Ontarian's, lounging around at a cottage! We could have easily of stayed for a few more days, but we were minutes away from the ocean, so we found the courage to give back our keys, and continue on our journey.
But first we checked out the graveyard beside us, which was a tourist attraction because of who is buried in it. We took some pictures and were then on our way. We drove along the coast until we found the intersection of the sand dunes and the cliffs, two of the main attractions of the PEI coast line. We even found a place to go swimming! Soon after we had to make our way to Charlottetown to meet with a local artist. We got to our destination, waited a few hours, but no one showed up, which was fine because it was still patio season in PEI! The only thing that got us off the patio, was the thought of our beach side hotel that we were headed to for the night.
We got to Summerside, but it seemed as if we had been a bit mislead. Our little beach front stay was actually a police training facility that rented out rooms to the public. We were close to the water, but weren't allowed to go near it because it was where they practice shooting. Around this time we decided to drive down to the nice part of Summerside to do something non cop related. We found a restaurant that faced the harbour and ate a great meal, while watching the heavy yellow sun slowly fade to orange as it hit the ocean.
We weren't to rushed to get back to our bunks, so we decided to check out some live music. We found something that totally seemed like it would be the perfect addition to our night; a family friendly Celtic dance with bagpipers, tin wistle players, and fiddlers. We put the cordinants into the GPS and headed for the fun. Once we got there, we realized that we had been mislead one again. The place we were led to was a dark barn with no one else around. Written on a broken piece of plywood, a note read, honk three times and someone will come and get you. Not being totally sold on that idea, we decided to just explore on our own. We travelled down a dark path until we saw another broken sign that said, party cancelled. The news made us sad, but we were also glad we didn't have to go somewhere that was sketchy. We figured we’d head back to our hotel where atleast we would be safe.
