I may have been struggling these days with my choice to come here, but even I had to admit in a bad mood or good, it really was beautiful on Prince Edward Island. I sat on Victoria Row, the historic stretch of street the city shut down in the summertime to pedestrian traffic, enjoying a cold beer and a snack of nachos outside one of the multitude of restaurants. The barest breeze carried the scent of delicious food and fresh salt air, as patio decks strewn along one side offered up a ...