So I put my town up in a dream so my acnl friends could look around and suggest some things. Mostly I’m not sure about my path placement, how rigid I want the path the be (aka if I should put trees and bushes all the way around or not), and some furniture suggestions for my main house

Current plans: move most villagers in around the coffee shop, add a picnic blanket near the lighthouse, some sort of pwp around the camping area?, turn the trees around the bonfire into stumps

The address is 4900-4598-7597
Constructive criticism very much appreciated :)


EARTHLY UPDATE – Day two of my earthly adventure lands me in good old Salem, MA, home of the infamous Salem Witch Trials of 1692. I really felt at home here but not because of the witchy vibes. It’s a beautiful little town which I highly suggest visiting. Tomorrow, I’ll be in MAINE examining some lighthouses and exploring some east coast beaches. Stay tuned! x

Victory over wetness, feeling holidaisy

Monday was marked by the distinct lack of torrential rain, much as opposed to Sunday. We drove along the lighthouse route to Shelburne. The road (the 331 to be exact), is horrible and reminded me of the Canadian part of the Alaska highway. It’s basically one pothole after another. But they say a 4x4 will get you to most places, a rental car will get you anywhere, so my sympathies are limited. Still have to drive slowly though or you will break the suspension. We did a couple of stops in between, a Point Fort and a few other places and we saw some of the numerous lighthouses there are along the coast. The weather improved by the hour and by the time we had arrived in Shelburne, it was as nice as can be, giving way to a starry night with the moon, Mars and Venus prominently decorating a blue night sky.

We stayed at the Islands Provincial Park, which turned out to be an excellent choice. Beautiful views, good facilities and cheap firewood. Alas that was damp again. Apparently the normal way of storing firewood here is to toss it on an uncovered pile and hope for dry weather… I eventually prevailed however and showed Bec how to make fire with a magnesium stick and a striker.

We observed a weasel (P.S. It was a stoat.) or something similar going for a swim in the sea. I’ve never seen anything like it and that close. And no it was not an otter, but it certainly could swim.

On Tuesday we will head on through Yarmouth and towards the Western coast of NS. Internet is a luxury here, so please bear with us.


The first pic has wild horses! We rode by the island with them on our way to the lighthouse and some horses were actually on the shore! The rest are pics of the lighthouse (Cape Lookout) and views from the top of the lighthouse. It was beautiful! You could see the entire island and pretty far up the coast.


Honey Island (or Ilha do Mel in Portuguese) is one of that places where people should visit at least once in life. Some Australians we have met few years ago told us that Ilha do Mel was the best beach resort they have been in Brazil. The reason: at the island there is no car or traffic. All the trails are made on foot or with bikes. To get there you need to take a boat. And before you buy the ticket you need to check if there is enough room at the island, once the local environmental organization just allows five thousand people per day to get in. As you see in the picture, there are unique and amazing landscapes to see. Caves and lighthouses are some of the attractions you can check for free. This destination is about an hour and half by car from Curitiba, the capital city of Paraná. So, what about travel to Ilha do mel? 🌊🌅🌞🌳🌴 #brazilianroute #ilhadomel #parana #brasil #curitibacool #curitilover

The rocky ledge runs far into the sea,
And on its outer point, some miles away,
The Lighthouse lifts its massive masonry,
A pillar of fire by night, of cloud by day.

Even at this distance I can see the tides,
Upheaving, break unheard along its base,
A speechless wrath, that rises and subsides
In the white lip and tremor of the face.

And as the evening darkens, lo! how bright,
Through the deep purple of the twilight air,
Beams forth the sudden radiance of its light
With strange, unearthly splendor in the glare!

And the great ships sail outward and return,
Bending and bowing o'er the billowy swells,
And ever joyful, as they see it burn,
They wave their silent welcomes and farewells.

They come forth from the darkness, and their sails
Gleam for a moment only in the blaze,
And eager faces, as the light unveils,
Gaze at the tower, and vanish while they gaze.

Steadfast, serene, immovable, the same
Year after year, through all the silent night
Burns on forevermore that quenchless flame,
Shines on that inextinguishable light!

“Sail on!” it says, “sail on, ye stately ships!
And with your floating bridge the ocean span;
Be mine to guard this light from all eclipse,
Be yours to bring man nearer unto man!”

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, excerpts from The Lighthouse
I was amazed how the rays of lights from the lighthouse revealed some hidden details of the land, how we can rediscover something we have everyday, just in front of us, by a light pointing on it.
—  Yann Tiersen