Falling in love is never forgettable whether it be with a person, a pet, a flower, a book, a food, or a place. I fell in love in June of 2002. I fell in love with a place. I fell in love with Newfoundland, Canada within 24 hours of arrival! I had traveled to many fabulous locations across the world. Many I wanted to return to "one day". But I had a self-imposed rule that I never return to a "place" I had been until I had visited all the "places" I wanted to see.
As what usually happens when one falls in love, many of our self-imposed rules fall by the wayside. After traveling through the west coast of Newfoundland and Labrador Straits in 2002, I toured the east coast in 2003. In 2004, I drove across the Island, visiting many nooks and crannies. By this time my dream started developing. I loved the small outports and the older homes in them. Wouldn't it be wonderful to one day own one and somehow spend my summers on the Island. A more practical version of my dream was to live within an hour of one of the cities and rent out the house to tourists and visit for a week or two in the summer.
I returned to Newfoundland in 2005, 2006, 2008, 2009 and in 2010 my dream came true when we purchased a small 85 year old house in Woody Point.
In this blog, I will share what I love about Newfoundland, what it is like for an American to buy an old house in a small village in Canada, what it is like to live in a small village, and how we are making our cottage our home. I may even throw in another love story as I met the love of my life here in Newfoundland. We are building our life together both in Newfoundland and in the States.
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