The views were majestic, the street signs and money were different, the pace markedly slower, and they say "eh?" at the end of every sentence instead of inserting a period, but otherwise, Canada was not too different from the states. A bleached, pearly-white, orca riddled stateside with mutant fruit and salmon. You know what, nevermind, it's completely different there.
A great time was had by all, especially ol' Aunt Tessie who got to torture me all the livelong day with weight-loss and other assorted life improvement tips, while we shared the backseat and cousin Karen drove us up to Capilano, Horseshoe Bay, and BCU. Breathtaking!
Since my camera has the shutter speed of Ricky William's stoned and broken right arm, I was not able to obtain any proof of actual Orca sightings, so you're just going to have to trust me that mom and I bonded with Ruffles something fierce. We also saw bald eagles, river otters, seals, and sea lions! Y'all know how I love me some sea lions.
Anyway, welcome to Monday. It's 1:07am and we're about to pop in a movie. That's right, envious members of the rat race, I've got one more week on "holiday" before the next phase kicks in. We'll call it Bee version 3.0. Full fledged anxiety attacks regarding the upgrade are anticipated by late this week.
Wrapping up Bee version 2.9 will include getting my car uncrunched, getting some pants hemmed, and finding somewhere in the greater metro D.C. area that sells fresh northwest salmon.
Cause, you know, you just can't go back, eh?