One word to describe the city: History
Cost per person: $150
Kilometers driven: 1418
Hours spent: 39
Attractions/Sights: for more detailed info, click here
Rating: 8 out of 12
Ideal visitor: 20 somethings and 50 somethings (culture and food, food and culture)
Halifax was our most ambitious city to date. 1,434.8 glorious kilometers from Ottawa. Since there was no way we could do this overnight we decided to make it a day trip. Some of us were more excited about the prospect than others:
The journey was fraught with danger and intrigue. Ok not really but it was a disgustingly long trip and it easily could have been dangerous if something out of the ordinary had happened. I mean seriously, there were entire sections of the highway that had moose guards on them. Moose guards. None the less, it was a beautiful drive and we rocked it. Total travel time was 14 hours and we only stopped 3 times. Each time we changed drivers, got gas, and got some food. #roadtriprockstars
Finally we arrived at our destination: Halifax, Nova Scotia. We had old friends who were gracious enough to put us up in their lovely apartment. We were glad to crash and get some rest before taking the city in. In the morning we headed into the city. It was a Sunday so it was perhaps a little quieter than usual, but the charm is pretty hard to miss out East. This is a place that is laid back, friendly, and historic. Also the air smelled fresh and salty. Refreshing.
One of the must hits in town is the Canadian Museum of Immigration. Lots of patriotic branding to be had around here.
While there we learned all sorts of things about the over one million people that arrived in Canada through that port. For example, over 43,000 women arrived as war brides in the 3 years after WWII ended. A direct quote from one of the ladies: “Getting married was just the trend at the time. All my friends were getting married. And the Canadians had the cutest accents” #wisdom #greatestgeneration.
Beyond the interesting and somewhat trivial facts above, it was surprising to learn that on arrival these people would be told where they are going, given a train ticket, and shipped off almost immediately with little to no government support. Having just driven about 1/6th of the journey some of them had to undertake with much less modern trappings, it was easier to imagine how daunting that must have been. Little did they know what an awesome country they were helping to build
Another highlight of our day was a tour of the Halifax citadel. A costly military asset that never saw battle, it is now a super cool place to look out over the city, learn about British military history, and eat salt water taffy.
Now a fort is a fort is a fort, but our tour guide took our day to a whole new level. I have rarely met someone with his level of passion on any subject let alone gun powder politics circa 1782. This guy knew it all and didn’t have enough time to share it. If I had one wish for your life it would be that you one day get the chance to hear this man speak. Since this may take a while to come into fruition, I’ll leave you with this picture. Let your imagination supply the rest:
We finished off the day at another fort a little further out of town. It had been in active military use for over 300 years up until World War II and now serves as a perfect picture of the kind of beauty Nova Scotia has to offer.