We awoke to an eerie and empty campground. With hurricane Dorian looming on the forecast, it felt like there had been an evacuation and they forgot to wake us up. The storm wasn’t due to begin until noon so we packed our things and set off to Green Gables National Historic Site.
As we pulled up to the museum, Jenn could hardly contain the joy that was bubbling over into a cheshire grin. A short little stroll took us to the place that Jenn had longed to visit her entire life.
We entered the house and began our exploring. All sorts of old antiques from the same time period spread themselves about. As expected, Jenn was bubbling over with happiness and she explored.
With Hurricane Dorian looming over the day, we decided we’d find a hotel early. One thing was for certain, we weren’t gonna tent it in a storm like that! We lucked out, finding a perfect little hotel right beside the water where we settled in. A friendly receptionist named Gail began a cheerful conversation with us, sharing wonderful stories of her own unique travels throughout the country.
The power went out as Hurricane Dorian arrived. Ferocious wind and torrential rain fell violently outside the building. Powerful gusts of wind grew stronger and more continuous, rattling our door as it tried to rip it open. Despite the raging storm, our bed was quite comfy and we soon dozed off despite the chaos that surrounded us.
