Halifax, Nova Scotia

August 24, 2026

On Highway 7 to Halifax

Looking through my itinerary, I realized today that I only have four more nights in Canada!!  I feel like I've only just gotten into the routine.  Get up.  Check out of the hotel and haul my stuff to the car.  Start the car and check for warning lights.  Drive to the next town through gorgeous countryside, perhaps stopping for breakfast or lunch (if I ever pass an eatery-- today I did not).  Check into the next hotel.  Explore the possibilities available in the area, or just relax and have dinner.  Repeat.  Scenes from my drive yesterday:

Today I drove from Liscomb, Nova Scotia, to Halifax, Nova Scotia's biggest city.  It was a gray day, so no convertible sunshine for me today.  I drove the twisty-turny roads towards Halifax, looking for a place to eat breakfast.  The Liscomb Lodge only had a breakfast buffet, which translates to me as spending way too much money for the two eggs and two bacon slices I normally eat.  It also tells me that the hotel is making a lot of its money catering to tourist buses that stop and unload their passengers there for a meal.  The motels I've been staying at have been mostly older places that probably once had a big vacation following before the newer hotels, bungalows, and AirBnBs started opening up.  I really don't mind the peeling wallpaper and the whiff of mold in the hotels on the lakes and rivers.  Sometimes, as in the case of the Liscomb Lodge, it feels pretty "retro-cool" and reminds me of family driving vacations when I was a kid. 

The view from my Liscomb window

Both the drive yesterday and the drive today were in gray weather, so there wasn't a lot of stopping, except for photo-taking.  Lots of gorgeous views, but they'd all look like each other in photos.  

Both days it poured buckets on the road for quite some time.  Canadian provincial roads don't have gutters on their sides, so the actual tarmac is the gutter.  Lots of opportunities for water gliding.  Luckily for me, the last time I bought tires I bought really good ones for the Cleveland weather, and they have terrific treads.  But the water on the road was pretty astonishing.  I had driven for quite some time in the torrential rainfall today when I finally just pulled over because it was so hard to see the road.  I hadn't passed anywhere to eat breakfast in over two hours, so I opened up my cooler and got out a bagel and peanut butter.  With perfect timing, I finished my bagel at the exact moment the rain stopped.   I set off again, only to immediately spy not one, but two diners on the side of the road.  Imagine my luck?!?

My room in the Barrington Hotel in Halifax is just an average hotel room.  Nothing historical, kitchy, or interesting about it.  Upon checking in, I learned that I am visiting yet another hotel that is checking its fire alarm systems during my stay.  I talked to one of the alarm guys, and he said not to worry; the noise wasn't going to happen for a couple of days.  But imagine my luck?!?

Tonight I'm going to a restaurant that was voted one of Canada's top 100.  My hotel is near the Wharf, and the restaurant is walking distance, near the water.  I had to park in a parking garage a block away from the hotel, and although I have "in and out" privileges,  I think I'm going to spend the day tomorrow on the Wharf boardwalk.  I'm not in the mood for city driving and parking (using my phone to pay parking meters on line) for the one day I have to spend here.

Tomorrow is a visit to Peggy's cove, where some of the largest waves on the Atlantic are known to break.  Then to another fishing town, Lunenburg, which is only an hour away from Halifax.  It's supposed to be a sunny day, so maybe I'll find some side trips on the way.  Or maybe there's a beach in Lunenburg?

Me with the view and the gas fire in Liscomb