Today was Magnetic Hill day! We drove all the way to the other side of Moncton (our hotel is right on the outskirts o’ town — we can see the “Bienvenue a Dieppe” sign from our window) and took the rather loopy road to all things Magnetic Hill-related (ie golf course, waterslides, etc.) Magnetic Hill was actually pretty cool. Once we drove to the bottom of the “hill”, put the car in neutral, and started getting pulled back, we really picked up speed!
Magnetic Hill doesn’t really use magnetism to pull cars up the hill. The hill itself is actually an optical illusion, and the dip of the hill is actually the highest point, so you’re actually just rolling downhill rather than being pulled uphill. Really, understanding the optical illusion is more frustrating than understanding magnetism!
After checking out the “shoppes” and stopping for lunch, we took a walk and found a mini golf course! I finally found where my golf genes lie. I may not like to play a full round, but, dammit, I can putt!
That was when the really mean clouds started rolling in, so we finished up and hurried back to the car. Mom wanted to find this prayer garden nearby, but when we finally found it, it was a.) kind of disappointing and b.) at the bottom of a hill, with dirt roads, and it was absolutely pouring. Not wanting to be preserved forever in a mudslide, we decided it was time to come home.
Very low-key evening after that, consisting of pizza, “So You Think You Can Dance,” and YouTube.
Bises!
