So we spent a couple of days in Cornwall with my grandparents and made sure to hit a few highlights: the chip wagon for fish and chips...
Quebec, just to say we'd been...
and the cemetery at Nana's church, so we could see her and Poppa's plot. Morbid, yes, but it was important to her that we go see it. Actually, the graveyard is quite lovely. I find that often to be the case with graveyards -- they're quite peaceful and pretty. There are graves dating to the 1600s in this cemetery. Some of them are so old the engravings are completely worn away from weather.
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I'm thinking if we ever go back to the Chip Wagon, I'm getting the picardie and the poutine. And then see if I can make it back to the car without having a coronary.
My husband's mother was from Diligent River, Nova Scotia and we take a trip every summer to Parrsboro and spend two weeks on the Bay Of Fundy. I love to visit the old graveyards and read the inscriptions.
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