Hello from Trinity East, Newfoundland!
I’m loving everything about this historic fishing village, which comes as no surprise to me, since I seem to fall in love with every place I visit. Since arriving to the island, I’ve been greeted by a continual wave of hospitality and have been the recipeint of a dozen enchantments — a ride home from the airport, a free tour of historic St. John’s, free food, wine and beer, and a ride into town to get groceries.
So many good things have happened in just 3 days, but not without a few bumps in the road.
Yesterday, about 10 minutes into the shuttle ride to Trinity East, I wrote this haibun (a combo of haiku and prose):
St. John’s full of fog
I wake to homemade bread and jam;
boots sit by the door
I forgot my hiking boots in St. John’s. I ride up with a pit in my stomach. “I can’t turn back,” the driver says. I ask to borrow his phone and I call my host. She says she’ll take care of it and send them up with a friend heading this way.
I begin volunteering today for 4 hours each day. The rest of the day is free for hiking and writing and spontaneous adventuring!
Here are a few pictures of what I’ve seen of St. John’s and Trinity East so far.