Grape has ascended to a higher plane of existence. For some reason a lot of the photos today look like they are photoshopped. But regardless, today we reached the end of our journey eastwards, in the port city of Halifax. There was a bunch to see there, so much that even the little ball of chaos was left spinning.
We visited the museum of immigration at the old location of pier 21, a historic site in Canadian history, as well as a local chain of ice cream parlours called “Cows”, which was originally from Nova Scotia, and has since spread westwards.
In the end, Grape was jailed for his slime-crimes, and I had to rescue him from his imprisonment. We had a fun trip, and all that is left on the agenda is to visit the edge of the ocean itself tomorrow, and to head all the way back home~
