the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Charlie's place is immense. He's probably got about the same amount of floor space in his one-bedroom unit that he, Erano, and I had in our three-bedroom Queen's Quay unit in Toronto.
We started the day with a trip to the walk-in clinic. Someone, it seems, forgot to pack his inhaler and needed an hour at the clinic to get another one!
After that it was off to Peggy's Cove. The weather cooperated wonderfully.
We wound up at a pub downtown for Irish fare. Mmm, Halifax.