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Friday, September 13, 2019

Random things I saw in Port Union

Unfortunately, I don't have any shareable pictures from the potluck dinner at the community center in Port Union, the best night on the trip.

That was the night we were “screeched in” as honorary Newfoundlanders, and though I do have a few pictures of the sacred ceremony, obviously I can't publish them. We had to don yellow rain slickers, recite phrases in Newfoundlandese, eat hardtack, drink a shot of the vile rum known as screech and, oh yeah, kiss a very large (frozen) cod.

Every occasion in Newfoundland seems to involve music and huge amounts of food, and we also got to dance and play tambourines and ugly sticks along with the band, and talk with some of the people who live in Port Union. It was so much fun. And at the end of the evening when we all stood in a circle and sang O Canada and The Star-Spangled Banner I was so moved by the great kindness we'd been shown by the people who let us join their community for the evening I got a lump in my throat.

It was an experience I will always remember.

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