Cambridge to Newport Station

Lots of farmland. We stopped in Wolfville, home to Acadia University. We stayed for two hours drinking enough coffee to float a dingy. We searched for an hour for somewhere to stay. No one is ever home in rural Nova Scotia. I would charecterize the dwellings in and around Nerwport as mildly habitable part-time junk heaps with a dodgy air about them; complete with a large canine tied to a pile of hubcaps next to a tire fire. It was Friday so we stayed behind the Elementry School, lulled to sleep by motorway traffic. Halifax tomorrow.