Halifax is so lovely

We drove until 1am NB time on Thursday. Stayed in the Ritz motel - saw my breath in the air for the first time this year. (Fucking east coast is fucking cold.) Had a good sleep. Saw more of David's chest hair. Drove the next day straight to Dartmouth (pronounced "dart-mouth" from Cam, true pronounciation is dartmuth - which I already knew. Just sayin'.)

Let's see... David's mother gave us all hugs, and Don, too. Had a beautiful dinner of cod tongues, lovely bread, beautiful seafood, salad and (something) berry tart. I am going to get such shit for not remembering the name of the damn berry. Apparently they have this berry in (hmmm Denmark?) but it's called something else. Seriously. You east coasters don't realize that we're actually trying, but there's so much to remember.

Woke up quite late. Went around Halifax - got some records in Sam's on Barrington. Had fish cakes for dinner. Played our first show with the magnificent Jenn Grant (buy her record). Ginger's is a nice old place.

Our friend CB from home came out and so did an old friend of mine that I hadn't seen in ages. Funny. Toronto represented.

JR played a couple of tunes. DP band were GREAT. I'm not kiddin' when I say I'm glad as hell to see them every night. Bought a little pirate today.

Yar.