I know I told you that I would write as soon as I got here but time has simply flown by. I thought that I would be bored, but I have actually been having an enjoyable time. My parents and I arrived last Friday by train to Brighton and were picked up by the hotel bus. You can imagine what I initially thought about spending the summer with my grandmother and parents!
I just love it here! People from all over stay here, not just from Toronto. There is a couple from Philadelphia and lots of people from Rochester, some come over on their boats! On weekends all kinds of interesting boys come to the hotel for the dances at the pavilion.
The cottager’s here call themselves “The Gang” and have taken me under their wing. One of the girls in The Gang is Mindy, you would like her. She is going steady with a boy named Edward, they met at the cottage last summer. They will likely end up getting married. The rest of the Gang is unattached but there are lots of handsome boys to meet at the dance pavilion. It is a real swinging time and I’ve already learned to do the Charleston and Fox Trot – pretty easy actually. We do all kinds of things together, play tennis, go swimming in the lake.
There is a nice beach on the other side of the point you can drive the cars right up on but with no car we have to walk and it is a bit far so we often swim off the dock here. We have also gone sailing and canoeing – you can rent these boats from the hotel but Mindy’s father has a small sailboat we can use. When you get hot you can go to the snack bar and get a coke and an ice cream at 5¢ each. The coke is ice cold from the ice they cut right out of the bay in the winter. My parents and I visited the Presqu’ile Golf Club yesterday. Mother and I played crib in the clubhouse while dad played his nine holes with some of the cottagers – lots of sand traps I’m told.
Your Friend Olivia