New Brunswick, Moncton, Shediac, and Murray Beach, July 14, 2008

8 09 2008

Robin with the Skipper of the Town, and a Giant Lobster

Robin with the Skipper of the Town, and a Giant Lobster

The End of Civilisation as We Know It

The End of Civilisation as We Know It

My friend and co-author of my book, Pierre, was born and raised in Cap-Pele and went to high school in Shediac, which is the self-proclaimed lobster capital of the world, and so that made these spots of particular interest to us. Shediac has a giant fiberglass lobster which we enjoyed playing on and taking pictures of. We even bought a velvet bobblehead lobster there for our dashboard, which we christianed Joseph-Pierre, after our Shediac inspiration. Pierre had directed me to eat somewhere near there, but I couldn’t remember where. It was on our Google Map, but how to get online to see it? There were no internet cafes and while the people at the Welcome Centre didn’t mind if I used their computer, it wouldn’t let me log in to my Yahoo account. (With Google Maps you can customize a map, and Step and I had one showing where our friends across Canada were, our boat reservations, and places of interest to see. With this useful tool a rough route had become obvious to us before we left. Step also uses this tool to do the “route” page on this blog, but because of limitations to the program, and because he must be online to do it, he’s a little behind schedule on that project). We went to the McDonald’s parking lot to see if we could pick up any McWiFi, and I saw their sign said “The McLobster is Back”, which I laughed at the absurdity of. When I went inside to inquire about WiFi (they didn’t have any) I asked about this McLobster (McHaomard for the Francophones), and it turned out to be a regular summer McFeature all down the east coast. Curious and amused as I was, I decided not to try it, because I’m a foodarian and only eat fast food rarely.

We picked up some WiFi signal from a nearby motel, and how I wish I could remember the name of it because we went into the office to ask for their password and the couple who own the motel were so nice to us we ended up chatting with them well over half an hour. They told us town gossip, like how the Visitor Information Centre wasn’t allowed to recommend any restaurants to us because one of the kids there had been sending EVERYBODY to Captain Dan’s, even when they were looking for somewhere fancy. They also showed us pictures of their kittens and honeymoon and stuff.

Captain Dan’s is a big barn like restaurant on the wharf where people go for pints and piggy portions of pub food. It came up so often in conversation we went there directly after and each had a very good lobster roll. While there we suddenly realized we had been so preoccupied with our awning situation we had forgotten to go to the Magnetic Hill while we were in Moncton.

Joseph Pierre Relaxes on an Acadian Lobster Trap

Joseph Pierre Relaxes on an Acadian Lobster Trap

Step at the Bel-Air

Step at the Bel-Air

It turned out where Pierre had demanded we go was Bel-Air takeout in Cap-Pele for fried clams. Cap-Pele is nearby to Shediac and we were already full of lobster but we ordered the fried clams anyway, because we had to, and it was a giant pile. They were good, too. The Bel-Air has all sorts of awards for fried clams. We also purchased an apron made out of an Acadian flag for a gift for Pierre. The surprise will be spoiled if he reads this blog, but I bet he’s just looking at the pictures.

The weather was finally getting sunny and we decided to pop by the beach before we went across Confederation Bridge to Prince Edward Island. There’s a super popular beach near Shediac, Parlee Beach, but we went to a lesser know beach, Murray Beach, and then I knew why people love and vacation in New Brunswick. That beach was totally bitchin’! I mean in a good way, sandy and grassy and with blue water and beautiful cliffs (I’m sorry—for some reason we forgot to take the camera to Murray Beach so you’ll have to use your imagination). While sitting at the beach, I felt we had been really unfair in our attitude towards New Brunswick, and would have been happy to spend the night there, but the beach is so close to P.E.I. and it was still early afternoon so we decided to move on to our next Maritime province.

Joseph Pierre Enjoys a Giant Pile of Award Winning Fried Clams at the Bel-Air

Joseph Pierre Enjoys a Giant Pile of Award Winning Fried Clams at the Bel-Air

 

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