It was late in the afternoon when we arrived into Yellowknife. Our day had started in Ottawa and had included a four-hour layover in Iqaluit and a one-hour one in Rankin Inlet. We were a bit tired, but wanted to make the most of every minute we had on our trip. So after unloading all of our gear into our room at our hotel, we decided to walk around the town and see if perhaps we could find a spot to eat.
We walked out the front of our hotel and took a left. We walked. And walked a little more. Nothing looked open. And of the spots that were open, most seemed to be bars, not restaurants. At one point, I looked around and realized that Hubby and I stuck out like sore thumbs on this particular street. We seemed to be the only people sober. Time to flag a taxi.