Nova Scotia to P.E.I.

Such fun. It's hot and humid both in Nova Scotia and here on Prince Edward Island the home of Anne of Green Gables. The "genuine" A of GG shop is full of chinese knock offs so I didn't buy anything . The dolls look like they have some kind of physical deformity and it would cost more than the dolls are worth to post them home.
We did a touristy thing this morning and went on a hippo amphibian ride around Charlotte Town and into the harbour. Well the driver told us that he intended to drive into the water so I guess it was true.
The soil here is red with iron oxide which makes it great for growing potatoes, and so they do. The fields were beautiful rolling acres of crops: the yellow is a flowering crop and looks spectacular as you drop over each rise in the road.
Cows is ostensibly the ice cream that was voted "best in the world." I didn't have any so I can't comment but their merchandise was great. Didn't buy any either.
Didn't have a chance to take photos of the landscape and houses as we came onto P.E.I. and I'm sad about that as the churches, farmhouses and houses have little Anne of GG 's waiting to run out the door to greet you. I'm convinced that's true. 
We are going to the A OF GG musical tonight and the theatre is a block away.
We are staying in a hotel built in 1923 and it does have historical significance but I like modern to live in folks. It's the Rodd Charlotte Town.
We attended a dinner theatre in the hotel last night. We had premium table seats at a sort of farce musical. That of course means that you gaze up the noses of the actors and they feel compelled to sit on your lap, snuggle up all sweaty and gross and sing into your eyes. Not my thing and I could feel a wave of violence overwhelm me each time it happened. The white hair is a beacon of light and invitation. The play was French Kiss. Not at all as naughty as it sounds. Catholic Boy meets protestant uptown girl; girls mother objects, grooms father is a bootlegger; groom appears to be in a clinch with the bridesmaid but her hair is caught on his coat button; bride and groom storm off, mother of the bride delighted until she has an epiphany and a lot of booze; mother sings" shout" father of the groom realises it was his young love from the bars years ago, all fall in love. Me? I'm just irritated because they all think I want them to sit on me. What is with that. One came very close to getting a fork in the eye. We were still walking around the town close to midnight last  night because it was so hot.