Halifax: Along the way there and back Pt 7

Day 10

This post will be shortforthree reasons:

The spacebar works only onoccasionand is frustratingto use,ornot use - dependingon how you look at it.

The secondcomputer isn`t working at alland another hosteldweller ishovering.

Finally, I saw a sign on highway 132 Ouest at about 10 a.m. todayand because it contained 3of the 10 French words i understand,I nowhavesomethinginthe fridgein Trois Rivierethat is ready forconsumption.

The three words - micro (micro in anglais)

brasserie (brewery)

ouvert (open!!)

Though Imissafewimportant thingsabout home (seeyesterday`s post;addthis one-Imiss my iMac,especially the space bar),good things havehappened every day.

yesterday,the after supperhour onthe hostel`s back patio wasvery entertaining.

today, I missed spotting the purple martin house (andI hadmy goodcamera at the ready) that hadbeen loaded with purple martins when I saw it last week going est (but didn`t stop to take pictures).However, I spottedthe Bruegels micro-brasserieand when Iwalkedintothe farmhouse I stepped back 100 years in time.

Three times I asked Marie, co-owner, if I couldlive there on the farm (I offered to workforfreesamples untilmy wife stoppedbelievingthat I was waiting for a rare part to be delivered from Egypt formy Yamaha Virago.

ThreetimesMarie refused my request.

ThreetimesI offeredto workin the garden aswell ascleasn the barn.

No.No. No.

What`s a man gotta do to workata brewery around here!! I wailed.

Bruno, Marie`s large husband escorted me back to my motorcycle.

You win some and lose some.

Tomorrow I head toward Ottawa and a hostel that formerly was a jail.

Kind of fitting in a way.

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Timenowfora Bruegel`s abbey style ale.

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