The dream of the early 1970’s was to backpack across the country and work your way over to Europe on a “tramp steamer.” Well, Louis Lamour and Ernest Hemingway did not speak highly of working on a freight boat although I knew a couple of my peers who said it wasn’t that bad.
In addition, staying at a hostel was the way to go. I stayed in hostels during my 3 month stint across Australia and met some great people. I still write to a guy in Sweden named Bo.
Hosteling meant you stayed dormitory-style in a small room with iron bunk beds. Experienced hostelers had their own sewn bed sheets but I was happy with my sleeping bag. In the morning you got up and cooked your own meal and then did chores. Then the doors were locked and you went out by yourself, in groups or joined a low-budget (only in price) hostel-sponsored tour.
In Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, there is a hostel called Yarmouth Backpackers Accommodation. It is an old house fixed up to accommodate people from as low as $22 for dormitory stays to $50 for a single room.
Yarmouth, of course, is right on the ferry route to the U.S. so it is really convenient. Shops are close and you can take a bus to Cape Forchu Lighthouse for a great vista and local history. Backpackers coming in from the U.S. can catch the South Shore bus to Halifax (Trius Buslines).
The owners come from both Calgary and Sidney, Australia (Lee Whetstone and Cathie O’Brien respectively) and have transformed a 130-year-old home to a beautiful accommodation for the traveler.
It’s nice to see that you can still have a beautiful place to stay with coughing up $150 a night.






