In the past week, I got to experience quite a bit of what Halifax has to offer. Thursday I got to experience my first St. Patty’s day in the East Coast. The bars were pumping by the time I was done work at 6:00 p.m. I attempted to celebrate the Irish holiday, with plans to drink beers at Pogue Fado, but when I got there the bouncer wouldn’t accept my ID. Disappointed, I headed home. But that wasn’t the end of my night. Remember how I said Durty Nelly’s could be my ‘go-to’ bar? Well it was. I ended up there for the night.
The rest of the weekend was just as busy with friends visiting from Ontario. Friday we met at Theodore Tugboat, and went for lunch at some pub near the water. At night we went to this place called, Club Soda, which I can honestly say I will never go again. While the company was great, it wasn’t my scene. The night ended with Pizza Pizza and a Halifax cab ride home.
Saturday, I had my first luncheon at the mall, and quite a tour of the city on the Metro. I’m realizing that the bus routes run a very backwards, rural route. But it was a nice view of the scenery none-the-less.
At night we went to Toothy Moose, which is a bar I was hoping to check out. We got there around 11:30 p.m. but apparently that is early in the East Coast. So we went to check out Alehouse, which I was told I would really enjoy. I did. It had a great live cover band and drinks weren’t hard to come by. The servers were dressed in old Irish duds and people were entertaining to watch. Having it be our third night out, however, we were getting pretty tired. Since the bars are open till 3:30 a.m., they were just getting crazy by the time we were ready to leave.
Sunday is the day that was most exciting. I got to cross Peggy’s Cove off my Halifax bucketlist! It was stunning! I love lighthouses and the ocean so I was in photographer mode the entire time. It was freezing there, but it hardly fazed us. We grabbed a hot drink after and headed home in time for dinner.


Kenzie’s nanny invited us over and we had a home-cooked meal.It was the first I’ve had since I arrived in Halifax. The drive from her house was mildly entertaining, laughing at the ‘bird streets.’ The names were, “Canary street,” and “Eagle Street;” the whole area was named after the flying singers.
Monday was time to say goodbye, which I actually had no intention of doing. I ran into the girls at Saint Mary’s University. (I was there on a story, they were there touring.) It was my first time there- what a gorgeous campus.