If you ask me, the best thing about summer are little getaways. My boyfriend and I drove with two friends to Cape Breton from Halifax, in the Canadian provence of Nova Scotia and stayed at our friend's family cabin. See the beauty I found and how I coped with being out of the city in this article!
Cape Breton Island is connected to the mainland of Nova Scotia by a causeway over the strait of Canso. After arriving on the island, our trip to the cabin took around an hour and a half and then lots of running up and down a big hill to the cabin, which was built by my friend’s grandfather around 40 years ago right down by the water.
During our stay in Cape Breton, we drove the Cabot Trail and while at the cabin, there were a lot of sleep-ins, afternoon beverages, cards against humanity and wood chopping. My (known to be clumsy) boyfriend managed to be the best lumberjack out of the crew and loved staying outside chopping wood for hours at a time. All without losing a foot or finger!
Cape Breton is well-known for its traditional fiddle music, which was brought to North America by Scottish immigrants during the Highland Clearances. The traditional style has been well preserved in Cape Breton and enjoying some of this music is one of the most popular touristy things to do while in Cape Breton. So much so they they did what most Canadian cities do when they are known for something and Sydney (the main city in Cape Breton) built a ‘Big Fiddle’ a few years ago.
I never used to think of myself as a city person. I grew up in the suburbs and now I’m used to living in a city with the population of around 300 000 people. Going on a road trip and staying at a cabin a 35-minute-drive from the corner store was definitely going out of my element. The cabin still had electricity, but no central heating and in the early hours of the morning when the fire had died down and I was freezing cold, I was definitely missing my nice warm bed in our apartment. By the end of the week though, it was a bit of a downer to know we’d be returning to the city and everyday life. I’ll always have very fond memories of our time at the cabin in Cape Breton.
You can also read the article I wrote about a 110 camera I found in a drawer at the cabin here