A long way for one day

Two years is both an eternity and a period that can pass in a blink of an eye. It is an almost unfathomable dichotomy of time, save for the fact that we’ve all felt it at some point in our lives. In the two years since I left Halifax for Saskatoon, my parents have moved away, my niece and nephew are growing up at what seems like a lightening pace, and the city that I used to find so familiar, while in many ways remains so to me, is also becoming increasingly foreign as time has marched on for it, much like it has for me.

Being back in Halifax to attend and present at a conference was simultaneously disorienting and welcoming. Between landing in the city and my conference activities kicking off, my wife joined me for a ridiculously short and fun one day visit to hang out with what is left of our family in Halifax. Before that day with family, after a long day of travel, our only plan for a Friday night was a seafood feast at The Five Fishermen just around the corner from our hotel. Mussels, lobster, scallops, salmon, clams, swordfish… we enjoyed all the creatures of the sea we are not afforded in our life on the prairies.

That feed of seafood was only the opening act for what was the main purpose of my wife’s trip – to visit family. With my conference starting early afternoon, I got to tag along on a morning with her and our niece and nephew for their morning swimming lessons, and then a lunch in downtown Halifax at an old favourite of ours – Krave Burger.

Jodi, Cadence, Nathan

As they headed for more fun at the library, I had to head to my conference for a few hours. By the time my day was wrapping up, the kids had taken advantage of the pool at our hotel for an afternoon of hijinks. The stamina of the kids enjoyment of a hotel pool was so remarkable that I even got a bit of time to watch them in the pool before they headed for home.

Nathan, Cadence

With an obscenely early wake up call for her early morning flight back to Saskatoon, our plans on Saturday night were muted, but a welcome throwback to our days of living in Halifax. We walked a couple of blocks down the hill to the Carleton, a place that was like a home away from home for us. It had been a couple of years since we got to split a feed of frites from the Carleton and they tasted just as good as ever. A couple new to us menu items were delicious as well. After all this time, that place still feels like home.

While I still had a few days of Halifax to experience, this was a great finale for my wife on a whirlwind trip I’m glad she got to make. Paraphrasing the wise words of Trooper, I’m glad we had a good time, even if it wasn’t a long time.


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