Canada
My mother, daughter, and I went for a little road trip through Canada. We went straight North to Banff, then headed West to Whistler, then a little more West to Vancouver Island. I didn’t check the odometer, but I’m guessing we covered about 3,000 miles in two weeks.
Fledgling CEO
Jill: Theodor, did you say something to Jack about his job hunt? He’s been behaving strangely lately.
Theodor: We did discuss his predicament. I suggested he go into business for himself, perhaps in something in the way of transportation.
Jill: You didn’t tell him he could fly, did you?
At the End of the World
It would be there, right where he left it. Everything else in the world may have turned upside down since the virus escaped from the lab, but his truck would be safe. He’d left it where the zombie’s had never appeared. No matter how much his lab partners teased, he’d always kept the gas tank full, a week’s rations in the back, and copies of the keys to every place he might want to go. Down to his last ounce of strength, he crawled toward the back of the parking lot.
The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Photo Credit: Roger Bultot
13 Things Said in a Moving Car
I just got back from a road trip through Canada. Here are some of the off-hand comments made while there:
1. Watch out for the bicycle. No, not that one. Or that one. Oh, never mind.
2. What’s the difference between a road sign with a horse and a road sign with a horse being ridden?
3. Slow Down! It’s supposed to be 80 KILOMETERS per hour, not miles.
4. But everyone around us is going faster!
5. Merge left! The lane ends now.
6. Is that a snow field or just another glacier?
7. Check out that ski-lift. It looks like it comes right in to town.
8. What’s that weird stuff hanging off the cliffs? Is that a net?
9. Watch out! We have to merge left again.
10. Wow, there really is a goat on the roof.
11. How much gas is left? Uh-oh.
12. Stop! I want a picture!
13. (Parroting the voice of the GPS system) “And then… left turn.” Shouldn’t that be merge left?
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Suzie’s House 370 : A Gentleman’s Discussion
“What would you do if you found out your girlfriend had been raped?” Gene asked the question out of the blue.
“I’d hunt the bast*rd down and kill him.” Drew didn’t consider his answer. It sprang to his lips without volition. Then he realized he probably shouldn’t have said something like that.
“Yeah.” Gene actually smiled and nodded. “I’d like to.”
He lifted his head from the plastic, chase-style, lawn chair to look where Gene sat on the other side of a little glass side table that Miranda had dragged into the yard before telling Drew he worked too hard and should take a break.
If he hadn’t been tired or crazy, he’d never have blurted out such a bad suggestion to a teenage boy. Who knows? He might actually try to kill someone.
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On the Road Again
I’m wandering around in the Canadian Rockies right now. I have no idea when or where I will run into a hotspot, let alone when I will be able to carve the time out to post. So, I’m not going to commit to anything from now until August 23rd. So – no Tuesday Teasers, no Suzie’s House, no Thursday Thirteen, no Friday Fictioneers, and no Jack and Jill until then.
BUT, I will be posting random posts about my trip. I’ll reply to all comments, and come visit the blogs of anyone who has left a comment – even if the comment is only a reply to my reply.
Yeah. I’m that bad about blogging. 🙂
Anyway, if you don’t hear from me for a few days, it’s because I’m busy, but I’ll get back to you.
Canada – Alberta, British Columbia, and Vancouver Island
Seems each year I go on an adventure somewhere in the world. This Summer, that adventure was in Canada. My mother, daughter, and I went straight North to the Banff area in Alberta. From there we went West to Whistler, then on to Vancouver Island in British Columbia, then dropped into Washington and shot straight home.
The mountains and glaciers around Banff are impressive. We stopped off at Lake Louise twice. the first time was only intended to be a quick visit at the end of a long drive. The weather was lovely and the lake gorgeous. We went back the next morning but a storm had moved in and the rain was relentless.
Rather than moping about having lost our chance to go canoeing on that lovely lake, we went a bit further North and took a tour of a really handy glacier. You didn’t have to hike at all to get to it, though some people did. We simply took the bus.
The next day we were on the road again, this time on our way to Whistler. During the Vancouver Olympics, Whistler was the site of many of the events. It’s only a bit over a hundred miles between the two, and has some excellent facilities. Ski lifts, for instance.
Talk about convenient! No half hour ride home in cold and wet clothing after having exhausted yourself on the slopes for the people of Whistler. The lifts pick you up on the edge of town. Now If I could just figure out where people actually live.
We spent a week wandering around in Whistler. Then it was off to Vancouver Island by way of the ferry out of Vancouver city. It had been a few years since I’d been on a ferry, and The Girl had never been on one – not counting the log raft in Belize. Seriously, that really shouldn’t count.
Vancouver Island turned out to have some great attractions. In one day we managed to visit a parrot sanctuary, a butterfly garden, and some impressive old-growth trees. Oh, and Goats on the Roof, which turned out to be a really wonderful tourist trap that really does have goats on the roof at least part of the time.
After that it was back to the USA on another ferry, a night with some good friends, then hurrying home in time for school registration. It was a fun trip full of chances for great photos and exercise.
Directory of posts about the trip:
13 More Pictures from Mountain Tops
Parking and Lots
13 Pictures From a Mountain
T13: Whistler
13 Roadside Signs
Lake Louse, Again
T13: Walking on a Glacier
Canada
13 Things Said in a Moving Car
Lake Louise
from Whistler to Nanaimo
Laundry
Cathedral Grove on Vancouver Island
13 Pictures From the Butterfly Gardens
The Tale of Francis Mawson Rattenbury
13 More Pictures from Mountain Tops
13 From Peak to Peak and Down
T13 Victoria by Land and Sea
Parrot Sanctuary
Chained Mountains
13 Screensavers?
Goats on the Roof
Golf in Canada
Suzie’s House 369 : What Happened in Vegas
“Tracy was raped in Las Vegas,” Lisa said is if that was the kind of thing she had a right to say.
“I was not!” Tracy looked from Lisa to Gene, willing him to ignore Lisa.
“How can you say that? It was vicious. You had finger shaped bruises on your neck.”
Attack of the Killer Zucchini
It came from the garden – which is probably why everyone keeps running away, screaming. Of all the seeds I planted, the one I didn’t plant has done the best. This zucchini plant is a volunteer left from what I planted last year. Behind it are the snow peas, eggplant, and tomato that survived the transplant in Spring. The only thing that is coming in abundance is the zucchini.
I have a monster zucchini that came off the plant a week ago that I can’t seem to get rid of. I tried to give it to my next door neighbor, and she literally ran away. We tried to give it away through facebook, and got offered sugar snap peas instead.
Meanwhile The Girl shudders every time she goes by it. She says it look like a weird alien. But she’s still willing to eat my fried-spiced zucchini strips, so I guess I won’t worry too much.
Oddly enough, I”ll probably plant some next year. I’m rather enjoying all the zucchini bread. BTW, does anyone know if it freezes? The raw zuch, I mean, not the bread.
Let’s Try Science
Jill: I’m sorry Jack. You’re boss won’t listen to me. You’re still fired.
Jack: At least you tried. Frankly, I think he’s been looking for an excuse to fire me for a while now anyway. But what are we going to do?
Jill: We’re going to have to rent out the spare room again.
Jack: It looks like a science experiment in there. Who would want to rent it?
A Conversation on an Airplane
“Don’t tell anyone, but I’m afraid of flying. It’s true.” Jane nodded to the over weight woman in the seat beside her. “That’s why I wanted the seat by the aisle.”
“The aisle? If we crash, will that make a difference?”
“No, no. I don’t think so. But as long as I don’t look out the window I’m fine.”
“Oh. I see. It’s the take off that gets to me. I’m always sure we won’t really get off the ground. So, you afraid of heights, right?”
“Not at all. I’m afraid of clouds.”
The hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Photo Credit: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
