Ferry travel on the opposite coast

The temperature in Trinity when we got up on July 6 was a rude awakening: 

WHAT SEASON IS THIS?!

Never mind. We are intrepid west coasters on a mission, so it was all good. Especially when we are on the TransCanada Highway all the way across the country. 

This land is your land, this land is my land.... Right?!

And then, the sign we've been waiting for:

We didn't know what to expect -- would the Fogo ferry terminal be like Horseshoe Bay or Langdale or Snug Cove or what?  I think it's fair to say it was low tech and no frills, including the drink machine that ate my $4.00 and produced nothing. 

There was a food truck, but it was closed, so we ended up having cookies from Shoppers Drug Mart for lunch. Could be worse. 

Still 8 degrees Celsius. 

Here's a fun detail. You know how on BC Ferries we have the starfish, orca, and sea lion pictures to indicate which stairwell you're parked near?  In Newfoundland, they have puffin and horse pictures!

Hoping for something stronger to fortify ourselves, we were saddened to learn they only had coffee, tea, pop, juice, and muffins. Minimalist cafeteria style.  No Triple Os or soft ice cream. Sigh. 

So, the Fogo ferry was basically basic, but it got us to our next incredible destination, and that is what matters. And our next destination, the Fogo Island Inn, was OUT OF THIS WORLD. Post to follow.