We were on our own for breakfast at the cabin, so we enjoyed a banana and bagel that we’d picked up at the little grocery store in Rustico the night before. And then we stopped at a bakery that had just about the best cinnamon rolls ever! They were more like chunks of coffee cake deliciousness.
After the stop, we headed over toward Avonlea Village–a stop that Mom and I failed to make last year.
Walking through the train station and into Avonlea Village is like stepping back in time 100 years. The roads are lined with authentic turn of the century buildings including a manse (that’s the preacher’s home), school house, church, and general store. And mingling with the visitors are actors dressed in period costumes, playing the roles that we love from Anne’s books. Charlie Sloan was busy getting kicked out of the chocolate shop, Mr. Phillips marched around the school house getting his students in order, and even Anne and Diana roamed the streets.
Around noon, we snuck into the back of the fishing shanty, where a quartet was busy entertaining a full house with songs of the Island.
After a fantastic day at Avonlea Village, we drove through the National Park along the North Shore.
Hannah said this beach was rocky … and decided to share with us a musical number from a rocky movie.