Slower pace of life in Canada

Horse transport in St John, New Brunswick.

I noticed the pace of life slowed as we went north towards Canada. The fast talking, fast paced New Yorkers give that city its character. Although Boston was clearly prosperous, it did not have the chaotic edge of New York and the spoken English was slower and more deliberate there. As we progressed towards the Canadian border, daily life in the ports we visited seemed slower and more relaxed. In Saint John, we were to see the horse buses everywhere and these were also in Prince Edward Island, our last port of call. If anything typifies the places I visited in Canada, it is these horse drawn carriages and buses. From Saint John we were to visit Halifax, Nova Scotia, Quebec, which was unlike anything I had visited before, and finally, somewhere I never imagined in my wildest dreams I would go to, Prince Edward Island.