№ 17 — St. Lunaire-Griquet, Newfoundland, Canada

St. Lunaire-Gri­quet is a town near the north­ern­most tip of New­found­land. I took a pic­ture of this lit­tle ice­berg when we were on our way up to L’Anse aux Mead­ows, an ancient Viking set­tle­ment. Though it might seem lit­tle, you’ll nev­er know how big it is actu­aly under­neath. Such is the thing with ice­bergs. This ice­berg was not the only ice­berg we saw while we were in Newfoundland’s North­ern Penin­su­la. There were at least half a dozen more in dif­fer­ent shapes and sizes. The North­ern Penin­su­la is part of the so-called Ice­berg Alley. It’s more fun than a tor­na­do alley for sure.

On our way back from L’Anse aux Mead­ows, we went to have lunch here at the Dai­ly Catch restau­rant. They served the best fish and chips I’ve ever had. I could tell that the fish was fresh. St. Lunaire-Gri­quet is an old fish­ing com­mu­ni­ty after all. The lady who served us brought us our drinks and men­tioned that it was not just ice in our drinks but pieces of ice­berg. We thought she was jok­ing so we laughed, but then she went back to the kitchen and came back with a plas­tic bag con­tain­ing a big chunk of ice­berg for us to take a look. She said her hus­band just brought it back from the sea this morn­ing. So it wasn’t a joke.

When I put a tiny piece of ice­berg in my mouth to melt, it didn’t melt very quick­ly. I’m guess­ing it was because ice­berg is much denser than reg­u­lar ice. Come to think of it, I might have had some microbes from hun­dreds of years ago in my body, thanks to those pieces of ice­berg in my iced tea! 

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