It's going to be tough trying to get the trucker to stop saying 'eh' all the time, but other then that Canada is a pretty cool place. Which is good, because that's why we went there. Being 102 degrees here = cranky pants, and with a 9 day break from work we headed for the border. Americas cool cousin Canada. Where we proceeded to visit friends we had me once years ago, meet family friends for the first time, and essentially spare bedroom surfed our way around BC.
Having never been, I have to say it was pretty sweet. And the temperatures even drove me to buy a jacket. Canada. You have yet to let me down.
The boats on Victoria Island.
The culture diversity in Vancouver was outrageous. We went to the Islamic festival downtown, and since the sign said, learn about the Islamic culture, and we didn't know about any of it, we went. What a kind group of people so eager to share there culture. At one booth a young man asked if we were married, when I told him 'soon', they got so excited and dressed us up in the traditional wedding attire and took our pictures. The jeans and tennis shoes totally give away the fact that we are soooo american.
The trip took us inland then to do a little sailing with one of my moms childhood friends. This is a must stop for anyone going to BC. Al and JoAnn have a charter sailboat 'The Cats Ass'.
I got to drive. Before we left I was using all kinds of sailing jargon. 'Hand over the booty!' Oh wait, that's pirate talk.
The trip was wrapped up at a small farm on a lake with some snowmobiling friends of the truckers.
The trip had barely ended before another began, and we just got home from a second quick trip to see the crew from WP, as Molly and Pete got married. 
Now for me it's time go go join the crew downstairs, and try to get some rest in before the work week begins. 
