Your dog, Bella, always makes my day. She is obviously quite old and seems a little sick, but she always perks up when she sees me and lets me pet her on my way to class. Thank you for letting her chill on your porch all day. I'm sure she brightens a lot of strangers' days. —A local dog-lover

We met on the net,
Distance, our sole
Apparent foe
Vanquished.
And then,
We laughed, and loved, and danced
Circle full
Together
We skipped over hurdles,
Darted through hoops.
Fearless.

Winter came
Upheld its court
Made berth in hearts
and deepest dark port.
Spiritless and stumbling
Through inner blind alleys
Slipping hands
We let go
Turned
Empty embrace.
—Still Born

1. The Maritimes are truly pristine.
2. Train trips make me really horny. I longed the whole trip for my boy toy.
3. The guy with the world's most nasally voice will take the train the same day you do. He will almost certainly sit within two seats of you, go to the food car at the same time you do and generally synchronize all train travel activity with you. He's sweet though. All the love for nasal boy! (Just that it makes leisurely reading a bit challenging).
4. Not to mention the guy who drops the most F bombs, who will also be sitting within earshot. It doesn't matter that the he is also within earshot of families with children. He is from Dal. He is Hot Shit. Who needs to be respectful when you are just such Hot Shit? (Yup, I know, belongs in the Bitch section)
5. Wine makes everything better.
6. Even the most obnoxious people will put their heads down to binge watch shows on their personal devices.
7. A lot of people still smoke. A lot. But not nasal boy. I'm glad he doesn't, even if it meant no respite.
8. The latrines can and do actually run out of water. This is most often realized after liberally taking three pumps of handsoap.
9. Of the women without children on board, I was the most clad in clothing and least made up. I must not have got the memo to wear my shoulderless, low cut minidress and high cut boots. Also I forgot to visit my manicurist, makeup artist and hair stylist before boarding the train. Oh well, I'll hold out for my lovely and most charming boy toy, who seems to think I'm okay too. <3
10. Creativity is best fed traveling through the farthest reaches of the economically stunted tailpipe of North America by train. Especially after a fresh dusting of snow. Shh, don't tell anyone, let them think it's a desolate toilet here.
—Wino Chick

I have several crushes on several schoolmates/maybe just ONE prof, too...but with a track record of ONLY ever being rejected when initiating romantic matters, I am struggling at playing it cool but still expressing interest. Oh, well. Since there are so many of you attractive humans (of all genders) in this town, I am okay with wallowing a bit longer. —Art School Cyclist

Overheard in the local park:
Middle-aged man to younger man smoking a cigarette: "Buddy! You can't smoke here!"
Younger man: "I'm pretty sure I can."
Older man: "You can't! It's the law!"
*Older man points at a sign nearby*
Younger man: "That says that dogs have to be on a leash."
—Crowfeeder

When visiting Halifax earlier this year, I was on the airport express bus, five months pregnant and suffering from debilitating nausea. Third-hand smoke and some bumps in the road left me dry heaving with a plastic vomit bag at the ready. Without prompting, our driver stopped on the side of the road so I could get a breather and offered to let me rest as long as I needed. Even though we all had planes to catch, not one passenger objected, even after the driver offered me a second breather further down the highway. Thank you all for your amazing hospitality. It was a lovely way to end my trip! —New Mum in Toronto

I've travelled to many places and lived in quite a few, too, all over this great planet but I have to say, Halifax has some of the most beautiful women this world has to offer! There is not a day goes by that I don't see a bunch of gorgeous gals! I love you, ladies, and thanks for making the view so incredible! —Just thought I'd mention it

The snake on Spring Garden Road years ago. As a kid, seeing Bud the Spud, petting the scales. Going to the art museum and feeling like it was in another world. AND THE COMMON’S JUNGLE GYM. The tires and rope wall. Or the bars you'd hold onto for dear life to the other side so you didn't fall in the lava. (I always fell in the lava.) Dickie Dees, yo! Blockbuster family night. Rogers was their competitor; movies and a phone display. I've been complete for a while, just never realized it. Halifax, I love you. You are my home, my memories. Couldn't pay me all the money in the world to replace that. —90's

Every week I look forward to getting the next instalment of Welcome to Hellifax. I cut them out and keep them in a book. This comic really is perfect for someone who was born and raised in Halifax as I was, and who loves post-apocalypic stories to boot! Please keep them coming! —Comics make my day

I haven't had a lot of nice days off the summer, but today was one of them. I took the opportunity to walk through the Public Gardens where I happened to notice Tinkerbell and her Pixie Hallow friend, Fawn. You two made me smile. Thanks for whatever you were doing. I know you probably made a lot of kids' days as well. —Tickled Pink