Day 6: Moon Town

• Started the day off well with two mugs of espresso, courtesy of the kind Italian neighbors.

• Successfully tamed the automatic car, arrived at a seaside town called Lunenburg.
• Spent a good while trying to find a place to eat that served something other than lobster, chowder, or lobster chowder.
• Hit up a local distiller, where James sampled most of what they had to offer. I stayed sober in order to successfully outwit the automatic car on the way home.

• Rolled up at Mahone bay to continue searching for pistachio ice cream.

• We retired to a cafe after an unsuccessful hunt and James once again manages to order far too much food. After a crepe the size of a pillow shows up, containing roughly 4 full bananas a small thickets worth of maple syrup, I decide to take a picture (included below for posterity).
• Showed James the picture, who immediately asked "Is that me?". The hordes of other people sitting opposite me in stripy tops, eating crepes soon asked me the same question.
• I ordered a homemade lemonade, which contained a suspicious amount of limes.

• Ate what was widely regarded as the best sushi ever. Planning immediately begins on how to sufficiently rub this is to people at home.
• The only thing to sully the night was my discovery of a piece of cucumber in my glass of water. I was horrified, rightfully so. James felt otherwise, which sparked a debate on the questionable evils of cucumber.
• Seeing as I run this blog, I feel comfortable in announcing that I was correct. Still, we have various double blind experiments planned to test this.