We have reached the final of the batch from September (Cue in Hallelujah!!!!) Recapping from the last post, the adventures actually begun in the eerie night of 23:30 at the Halifax Airport. It was my very first time renting a car and I was picking it up at the airport where the bus dropped us off. Being the noob I was, when I got the Ford Escape (the smallest car they had, which was about the size of a Rav4, which I’m able to deal with) it took me 15 minutes before I gave up and asked the Budget guy how to adjust my seat. How sad the car was so damn new I didn’t realize that there was no lever and the thing to move the car seat up was also the one that moved it forward.
I must have finicked with a lot of things and among them, was the switch for the light that’s between the driver and passenger seat. It was on the entire time and I couldn’t figure out how to turn it off orz. So here I was driving with it on without much of a choice, circled around the airport at least 5 times before I finally got on the highway as the signs were not very clear even though it’s written in English perfectly fine. There was a clear lack of alignment. What freaked me out the most was the fact that I was driving into a very empty highway at midnight with no lights. There were NO LIGHTS on the HIGHWAY!?! How is that even possible?? Just as I almost made it to the hotel, 30min later, I was going HOMG I will be able to sleep soon. Then, one wrong turn and poof I was back on the highway again. Who knows how much time had passed, but by the time we got there, my friend and I were a tad worried seeing a police car thinking “Are we in a safe place?”
Turns out that all was good and one of those one off situations. The receptionists were super nice and even printed google maps for us for our journey to Peggy’s cove and suggested going to Lunenburg and Mahone Bay. We settled and planned on getting up at 6 as the drive was going to be about an 1.5hours. They did warn us about fog and they weren’t kidding. So we settled for another hour of sleep and finally settled out. The road to Peggy’s cove was extremely curvy and moving at 60 felt really fast on those sharp turns. Getting used to handling the car didn’t help the matter as the engine was so loud. Moving at 50 sounded like 80. But we finally got there and had no regrets as we were slowly beginning on road trip filled day of listening the same tunes over and over again on the radio….
