I had my day all planned out. Exit the ship, Hike off to the left and hit the skyways where there is both a lovely yarn shop and a number of cafes with WiFi. I even saw the small notice about the railway museum and wondered why I hadn’t seen it the last time even though I had done the historical train ride.
It wasn’t until this very slender, very Canadian older woman wheeled her red suitcase on board and set up a table with literature that it hit me. This is the other St Johns. I am not in New Brunswick, I am in Newfoundland (St. John’s, Newfoundland and Labrador -From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia – Not to be confused with Saint John, New Brunswick. Being the usual dyslexic, I didn’t even pay attention to the difference in names (Saint John, St John’s) which goes to show you.
John Cabot sailed into the Harbor in 1487, making it the oldest English established colony in the Americas. Officially claimed as an English Colony for Elizabeth I in 1583. Kind of puts the war of Independence in the 1770s into a better timeline perspective now doesn’t it?
So instead, I managed one of the four historical walks around town, spotting all sorts of fun which I will go explore once any of the stores are open.
meanwhile, there is this lovely cafe……