The ferry ride continued until 11:00. Then there was a significant weight before we were off and on the road to St. Johns. Once in St Johns, GPS directed me to the Hotel. I was imediately supprised how large the city is. The downtown was fairly congested with traffic and the sidewalks were busy with bankers, professionals, students and tourists. I went on to the hotel and crashed. That night I had fishcakes and an ale for dinner here at the hotel. I also met my next door neighbor, Colin, a forester fron Vancouver. Originally from the U.K., he was about 70 years old and very much a "car guy". He had also volunteered to work at the Targa, but he had flown in and had no car until Sunday. Early to bed after phone calls. (no cell phone service, but I'm getting the hang of operating Skype.)
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