After securing a car from the Charlottetown airport I began the drive to the small cottage on the Argyle Coast. Leaving the city, the houses began to spread out and I could take in more of the green land as I drove toward the shore. The red cliffs to the ocean called to me, but I continued on to find my cottage while the sun was still up. The excitement and anticipation began to build as I neared the area I'd be staying. Finding an available cottage online was easy enough, although who knew what it would look like when I arrived.
After a half hour in the car I turned onto the red dirt path that would lead me to my new home. About halfway up the drive I spotted main house and came to a stop. Getting out of the car I noticed someone approaching from the garden. As the individual got closer I knew that it must be Esme, the woman who owned the cottage. The smile on her face was welcoming as she shouted out to her husband to get outside.
"You must be Isabella. I'm Esme and this is my husband Carlisle" she said as her husband joined us by the car.
"You can call me Bella. This place is beautiful, thanks for letting me rent it out last minute" I responded.
"Welcome Bella. You must have had quite the trip to get here. If you want to follow the path further down it will take you right to your cottage. It's unlocked and you can get settled. We'll stop by in a few minutes to give you the keys and show you around," Carlisle said with a warm smile.