Due to a combination of my arrival in Terrace Bay and mail delivery services, I have been held up in Terrace Bay since Friday evening; however, this is giving me an opportunity to rest for a few long days after successive 40 km and 45 km days. Although my stay is longer than expected, I guess it could be worse?
Unfortunately, Terrace Bay has no laundry services, so dirty, stinky clothes it is! I did get a shower at the community centre for $5, but dirty clothes reinvigorate that feeling of dirtyness. Oddly, I haven’t been able to find any means of getting my clothes washed, even after explaining my situation to the usual places: a motel, community centre, and a local resident I chatted with outside of a coffee shop — I must smell really bad, but understandable, I guess.
This is the first time I have had to unexpectidly stay somewhere for an extended period of time, so I am gonna relax and let the residents get a good smell of Matthew Meadows, and I get to be the town vegabond for however long this episode lasts!
Relaxing in a coffee shop (The Visitor Room Coffee Shop)
It is hard to find a comfortable spot to sit down for an extended period of time without feeling like you are loitering, but I regretably do it anyways (Above). I did find a quiet, somewhat out of the way park in the centre of a cul-de-sac to lay down and listen to music at; however, a little kid leaned over me while I was layed out on my sleeping pad, and greeted me with the tinest hello, which was nice, but the parents likely question my being in the park (Below).
When in these small towns, free accomodations can be had at the back of a school, community centre, church, or other designated area(s) (Below). I don’t really like to spend money on a motel if I don’t have to, since they are quite pricey during the summer. However, I do spend money at the coffee shop and bakery.
A nice secluded area at the school to write (Above)
Campsite behind school (Above)
One last comment about Terrace Bay that I forgot to mention: if the wind is blowing in the right direction, odours from the nearby pulp mill fill the air (Below).