#100BM Day 40
Well, it is still Sunday in the time zone we left this morning. Now I am in a bed in my aunt’s condo overlooking the Basin in Halifax. Even being a passenger on a really fucking long trip through three provinces is hella exhausting.
Biggest signs that a hurricane-type thing came through were a few downed trees, power outages, and gigantic queues at a gas station. (Advertised as ‘The biggest truck stop in the area’, which is a delightful combination of boastful and vague — how big an ‘area’ ? The ‘area’ which is occupied by said truck stop?)
Some of my aunt’s flowers are askew, but her garden needs watering already because there was no rain here.
G’night world. Tomorrow, we explorate the city.