Going to Nova Scotia

Imagine you’re sitting in your house, the sky glowing red and pink as the sun said its fairwell, bright lights reflecting off the calm ocean. Everywhere you turned there was an ocean full of life you couldn’t see, life you couldn’t even imagine. Then you went to sleep, and you saw it all again the next morning. That’s what it was like being in Nova Scotia. 

I stayed in my grandmother’s house and she lived right next to a beach. There was ocean behind her house and in the front. When the tide came in the whole area would be filled, but it would soon leave behind and my family would go clam digging. 

They’d put on their muddy boots and walk where the ocean once was, digging in the sand to find whatever clams they could. Then they would bring them back, clean it off, and make some clams. I, personally, was not a fan of clams so I never ate any of the clams they brought back. 

Afterwards, we would drive down to the dock. It stunk of fish as the boats all lined up, ready to  set sail for the day. However, that wasn’t the only think at the dock. Beside it was a board walk where tons of local artists and businesses set up shop. There were paint shops, gift shops, candy stores that sold salt water taffy, and all kinds of little eateries. It was very homey and definitely gave off an eastern passage vibe. 

However since I wasn’t in Halifax or any of the big cities, there weren’t many big things to do such as checking out clubs or going to casino. Instead, a lot of it was local and had to do with scenery. We went to the beach as often as we could, feeling the fresh white sand beneath our feet and stretching out further than we could see. It felt like an entirely different country compared to the beaches in Ottawa. The ocean was a bright blue and crashed upon the sand, waves coming up to play with the children and even some to play with adults. Dogs walked along the beach, exploring what they could, seashells buried beneath the sand, fish coming as close as they could. It was surreal. 

In the end, it was a nice, relaxing trip. It’s not a place to go adventuring or checking out the city live, but it’s the kind of place to just relax and realize the beauty in the world. 

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