In the beginning there was rain…but now there was fog. And we were crossing a 4 mile bridge in what ended up being almost zero visibility. Over the ocean. I am not sure there is enough caps or bold or italics in the world to emphasize what that’s like so I’m not even going to try.
What I will tell you is that once we reached shore we were exhausted from the long drive. Kevin was all tense in his back from driving all day in the rain. I was irritable because SURPRISE! that’s how I get when my behind goes numb from riding in a car too long.
It took 45 minutes from the time we reached the shore until we made it to the Cavendish Gateway Resort in Mayfield. The roads were winding and there were lots of hills, making a trip that looked short much, much longer. The scenery was beautiful though. We still hadn’t seen the sun and that made the dreary day turn into a dark night by the time we reached the hotel.
We were one of about 3 cars at the huge resort and we were about to find out why. No, it wasn’t the condition of the room or the service. All of that was top notch.
After we settled into our room a bit we grabbed our laptops to find the closest place to get a quick meal. Only…there was nothing within an HOUR drive that was open. It was 8 o’clock in the evening and there wasn’t anything. Not only that, but we were running low on gas and there were no gas stations near that were open so that we could get gas and drive to one of the bigger cities even if we wanted to. And that was our night.
We knew going to PEI that we were arriving a few weeks before their high season started. What we didn’t know was exactly what that meant. Later in the weekend we went into town and found restaurants closing at 6 PM. This is unheard of in the town we live in. I only wish I’d known how it was before going. I think it may be the fact that most of the island is really, REALLY rural.
Having eaten nothing since noon we now dined on the airplane peanuts I had, thankfully, saved, a few crackers, and water.
Then we went to sleep. The next day was better.
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Oklahoma girl through-and-through. Writer, aspiring domestic goddess and totalitarian dictator. Taking on the world one carb-induced coma at a time. Founder of GodlyGals, a ministry for women established in 2002. Co-host of Picture Shows & Petticoats. 
You pour souls!! Not even room service??