Halifax: Segway City Tour Waterfront, Citadel & Public Gardens

4.83

(145 reviews)

What’s the experience like?

The first thing I noticed was the salt in the air—Halifax Waterfront has that briny, bright smell you can’t fake. Our guide, Jamie, handed out helmets and did this whole safety demo (I was honestly nervous about looking ridiculous). But after five minutes wobbling around Salt Yard, it felt like my brain rewired itself for Segways. There was a couple from Montreal in our group who kept giggling every time someone almost spun off course. Jamie just grinned and told us not to overthink it.

We zipped along the boardwalk—past “Lamp Posts on a Bender” (which are exactly as weird as they sound), then into the city where everything shifts: old stone buildings, a sudden whiff of coffee from somewhere near Argyle Street. At the Old Burying Ground Jamie got quiet for a second and pointed out one of the oldest gravestones; I didn’t expect to feel anything but there’s something about that place. The library stop surprised me too—never thought I’d admire a library’s glass angles so much. It’s like the city’s heart beats right there on Spring Garden Road.

Walking through Halifax Public Gardens was kind of a relief after balancing on wheels—the grass was damp underfoot and there were these bursts of color everywhere (plus birds yelling at each other in the trees). I grabbed an apple juice from a little stand; tasted sweeter than usual for some reason. After that we climbed up to Citadel Hill—literally felt the wind change up there—and you get this wide-open view of Halifax that makes you feel both tiny and lucky at once. Someone tried to take a selfie with their helmet still on; we all laughed way too hard.

The last stretch rolled us down Argyle Street where music leaked out of bars even in daylight, then into Grand Parade Square with its war memorials and stories about haunted restaurants (Jamie swears he saw something once—I’m not sure if he was serious). By the time we circled back past Province House and “The Wave,” my legs were buzzing but I didn’t want it to end yet. Halifax looks different when you’re gliding instead of walking—I keep thinking about that view from Citadel Hill.