To get to Halifax we had to fly via Frankfurt, where we were expecting a 2.5 hour stopover, the airline had other ideas, we ended up there for 5.5 hours, they had had to fix the plane in Kenya, this didn't fill us with confidence! After a long flight though we arrived safe and sound in Halifax. We then caught three buses to get to our hostel and arrived some time just after midnight, meaning we had been up for 24 hours by the time we got into bed, it had been a long day. The next day was Sunday so we couldn't do anything about getting the bike, other than to find out where we would need to go on Monday. The people we spoke to were all so helpful and friendly, it was brilliant. Walking around the city it was kind of strange, it just felt so Canadian/American, everything looked like we had expected from all the images we see everyday of America and Canada, from the houses to the cars, it was all so familiar. It was very nice walking along the waterfront and through the streets, it was so much less crowded than we were used to. Monday morning we headed to the customs office to start the paperwork, only to be told the ship wasn't in and that they couldn't do anything until it was. We went off to the visitor centre where they checked online and said that it was in, so we went back to customs where they found there was a problem with our paperwork and that we would need to get it sorted, so phone calls and more trips to customs finally had that sorted, but then the bike needed to be inspected and that wouldn't happen until Tuesday morning. So up early Tuesday just incase they got it done straight away, but by 9am, nothing, so a phone call and we are told it will be done, 11am, still nothing, so another call and we are told it is done! So off to customs to get our paperwork stamped and then a ferry and bus to the port to pick the bike up. Once at the port everything went straight through, much to the surprise of the girl handling it, she said it never goes this smoothly. Then the moment of truth, our bike is brought to us, still in one piece, we sign the papers and we are back where we belong, on our bike again!!! Then a quick ride back to the hostel to pick up our gear, have some lunch and say good-bye to the staff and we were on our way east to our first campsite, what a wonderful feeling. While there had been some problems with getting our paperwork processed, we must say that everyone we came across in Halifax couldn't have done more for us, and once we were on the bike people in the streets would wave to us and when I was packing the bike people were stopping in the street to wish us well on our travels and it has been the same on the roads, people in their front yards wave as we go bye and just about every biker going the other way waves, almost without exception. We are so looking forward to the rest of Canada.