(I’m writing this on the drive from Hope to Vancouver … winding single lane highway with a wicked view. Throughout the entry I’m including excerpts of Justin’s road rage). “You don’t have the 2.3 power Toyota … so don’t even pretend that you do.”
A few blocks from our B&B was (supposedly) a beautiful Japanese Friendship Garden – the pictures on the Internet were breathtaking. What we saw in person had fallen into a bit of disrepair however. I’m glad I hadn’t decided to save that as a surprise for Justin!!
Having planned out a significant number of details for the trip, a detail I neglected to nail down was the weather. I had expected our day in Hope … and therefore our Hope adventures … to involve warm sunny weather. Instead, moderate temperatures and overcast skies led to agenda adjustments. Yay for vacationing flexibility! Rather than hitting the beach, we went in search of a flashlight. “How does FIELDS stay in business?! And where the hell is the RONA.” “It’s right close by … just down there,” we kept being told. We never did find the RONA, but we did manage to equip ourselves with a flashlight. Good thing too, as it stayed securely tucked in our backpack for the rest of the day. An excellent $30 souvenir of our trip!
Maki singing in the backpack, we spent the afternoon wandering through the Othello Tunnels – accessed by going over the 'Rambo bridge' from Hope. Surprising, since it was apparently blown up in Rambo. The Tunnels were epic. Rough-hewn holes blown through the mountainside to make way for a CN rail line in the early 1900s. A path made to keep the rail-line Canadian. PHENOMENAL amount of labour with limited technology. AWEsome structures. We all really enjoyed it.
Mak truly embraced 'vacation' as he took some time on the side of the trail to 'smell the flowers.'
“Holy shit Malibu … are you crazy … the speed limit here is 80!”
We settled into our upstairs suite of a quaint Victorian-styled Heritage Home B&B (http://www.thebears-bb.com/), and wandered down the street for a lovely dinner. Tired Maklin was a trooper. Sully, you’ll be proud – despite being very tired, Maklin still showed impeccable manners in the restaurant (he only used his outside voice once!). We had a great meal … Maklin's fresh seasonal veggies were so tasty he had to fight Daddy for them!
We took our dessert to go so we could get wee man into bed. A lightening fast bath, and then nursing, the little man faded fast. He drifted off to sleep early, and slept late. All that outside time made for a sleepy boy!!!
“Stop friggin’ riding my ass!”After breakfast, we packed up to head out (we’re getting efficient at loading up). A little drama: Mama was showing Maklin the transition of her water becoming tea. Maklin managed to kick the top open a little (bad Mama) and we spilled some hot water on his leg. Just a scare though -- all is well!! Then, what do you know ... as we're checking out of the B&B ... cash only.
“Go … go … go …GO … Merge ... Go!”
Sleeping Accommodations: 4 poops in the potty
Shower: 4.5 poops in the potty
View/Surroundings: 4 poops in the potty
Breakfast: 3 poops on the potty
“Well … HERE’s a RONA!!”
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