Newfoundland & Labrador

What else would you expect from a place with it’s
very own time zone?

Before the summer sun rises each morning over the rugged eastern shore of Newfoundland and Labrador, the puffins are stirring in their cliff-side burrows on tiny offshore islands. Like yesterday and tomorrow, the parents will dive today among the whales, seeking food for their growing chicks. On shore, fishermen and other early risers are making tea and gauging the weather. Later on, tour boats will head for the islands as the whales breach and the puffins fly, haltingly, because they are better swimmers than fliers.

Further north, the scene is repeated, with one important addition: icebergs. They drift south on the cold Labrador Current until they break apart, often spectacularly, and melt in the warmer waters around Newfoundland. Today hikers are filming a collapsing berg, the roaring and foaming going on for 15 minutes as a million pieces of Greenland ice spread quickly over the sea. As soon as they reach their B & B, they’ll post the video to YouTube.

Tonight they’ll jiggle in their seats laughing at the foolish antics of local comedians and be whirled onto the dance floor for a final flourish before finally resting their feet. For tomorrow is another day, and the road leads on to more adventures, more laughter, and new friends just waiting to be met.

In this place, every day is timeless, and there’s no need to catch up. We’re already there.