We had a very rocky night, and the rolling and dipping of our ship continued until we neared Lunenburg at noon. By then, it had become clear that I am not impervious to the ills of seasickness. My SeaBands, which have always served me well, were no match for these seas. The bartender offered me a ginger ale plus some bitters. Sitting where I could stare at the horizon (which I would swear was dipping and swaying too), sipping my concoction, and finally taking some Dramamine got me back to a more functional state (though prone to nodding off if allowed to sit).
In early afternoon, we went on a walking tour of hilly Lunenburg, where we saw some of the old houses and public buildings from its heydey.
This first picture shows the street known as the "UNESCO fresco."
This was followed by a guided tour of the Fisheries Museum of the Atlantic back on the waterfront. It provided a good background on the cod fishing background of this area.
We wandered through the main shopping area, but it was pretty quiet on a Sunday. Because our ship was not sailing until 9pm, we checked out the restaurant options and made an early reservation at one of them.
Lunenburg is a particularly attractive town, and we're glad we got to see it.
The captain warned us that we would be experiencing some noticeable turbulence during the night and to take precautions. Thanks to my earlier Dramamine dose, I mercifully slept through a lot of it. Not too sure I'm meant to be a seafaring type.
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