
After fifteen years, I seem to have retained my waitressing skills. I am not nostalgic though. It really is hard work. I made my first tips even though I was only busing tables. And before my shift, we all sat down to eat fresh mussels (from right here in the Cardigan River) and salad and hot buns. Ghis and I are not adventurous seafood eaters, but we ate them all up.
Morgane and our hosts’ daughter came to the restaurant to eat dinner. M was shocked to see that I was waitressing. Shocked and proud in a way. And when she saw Ghis serving ice cream cones at the internet cafe, she kept telling the customers, “Do you know who that is? That’s my dad!” In the morning she said that we were making money for our trip so we could keep travelling, so she understands. She says she will lose all her teeth if we need her to!
Yesterday morning, she was happy to find five loonies under her pillow. Everyone seems to think the tooth fairy is overly generous, but what can you really buy, even for five bucks?
Today I think I’ll just be relieving Ghis at the internet cafe. He’s fixing a couple of computers, downloading new programs. We are also going to organize “The World’s Smallest Library.”
If you want to see where we are, you can check out the website:
http://www.cardiganlobstersuppers.com/index.html



















