Friday, 25 June 2010
Halifax, Canada
There’s a real buzz in Halifax. HM The Queen is coming to visit in two days. Major preparations are under. Many naval ships in the harbour are waiting to position themselves for the Fleet Inspection. One warship is reflected in the mirrored facade of a newly constructed building. Part of the harbourfront development which includes the Pier 21 Musuem. Canada’s Ellis Island (in New York). The place where all immigrants entered Canada in days gone by. Impressive multi media display.
Did you know that Samuel Cunard, founder of the Cunard cruise line, was born in Halifax? You do now, dear reader.
Steeper than anticipated walk up the hill to the citadel overlooking the town and the harbour. Prime defensive position. Which again has an amazing vista. Star shaped as most citadels are, it was completed in 1856 as a defensive position by the British to protect against US Forces. But never saw any action. Union flag still flies proudly.
One of the most horrendous sounds known to man must be the bagpipes. Can’t stand the noise. But have to walk past a piper playing. Actually a young girl in 19th century woollen clothing. It’s the hottest day. She must be sweltering in the heat. It being a ‘living history’ monument where everyone is kitted out in Victorian era clothing of the 78th Highlanders (hence the bagpipes) and the Royal Artillery. They’re recreating the cannon gunfire. All gather around the parade ground. Whilst soldiers stand to attention next to their cannon in the centre.
And light the fuse.
BANG.
Bloody hell.
It. Is. Loud.
Pretty impressive seeing a group of parcours runners on the way back down to town. One runs up to a lamppost and uses that as a springboard up to a 7ft high wall.
I think about trying it out, dear reader.
But.
You know.
Beer beckons.
