Summer brings superyachts. The 101-foot Tò-Kalòn berthed in front of the Maritime Museum of the Atlantic in Halifax.

Summer brings superyachts. The 101-foot Tò-Kalòn berthed in front of the Maritime Museum of the Atlantic in Halifax.

Walking the Halifax waterfront.

Walking the Halifax waterfront.

Temporary royalty.

My upgraded airline frequent flier status came through and I’m now one of those people that everyone else hates. The ones who have a faster security line; the ones who get called to board first, therefore ensuring we find space in the overhead for OUR bags; and the ones who can kick back in the lounge with free food and unlimited alcohol while everyone else lines up for coffee at a Timmie’s near the gate.

Yeah, it sucks. But I’m chalking it up to Valuable Life Experience. And I can bring one guest into the lounges, so if you see me in an airport, let’s be pals.

One sailboat, Bedford Basin.

One sailboat, Bedford Basin.

Surf at dusk. Cow Bay cobble beach.

Surf at dusk. Cow Bay cobble beach.

Summer is my favourite, favourite time.

Summer is my favourite, favourite time.

Sunday sails on St Margaret’s Bay. Near Seabright, N.S.

Sunday sails on St Margaret’s Bay. Near Seabright, N.S.

Just took me 45 minutes to get a two-minute Hep A/B vaccine booster shot because the nurse and I spent the entire time talking about our favourite beaches, islands and places to scuba dive.

I’m not normally much of a talker, but I don’t know anyone around here who shares some of those interests. So that was refreshing.

In unrelated news, I really want to go back to the tropics soon.

Down at the harbourfront, watching the sun set. There’s a giant inflatable mummy (as in 25 feet tall, wrapped in bandages with its arms raised menacingly) set up in the ferry terminal park.

Ambience.

Summer rules. Bell Lake and the Abenaki Aquatic Club.

Summer rules. Bell Lake and the Abenaki Aquatic Club.