Yesterday I had a quiet one hanging out with my second cousin and doing little to nothing.
This morning I was woken at 3:30am local time, at four we headed off to Victoria. We had to be at the cancer clinic by nine and were being overly cautious. We got there at about quarter to eight. After breakfast in the Royal Jubilee Hospital cafe I abandoned Granma and Norm and walked down through Victoria - taking in the tourist trappings. I looked at the stupidly old buildings and the Chinatown and the waterfront. I talked to a pretty girl with reddy purple hair, who has family from New Zealand and who turned out to work at the local porn shop. Said porn shop frightened me. Maybe Canada is more open minded, or maybe the fact I'm too much of a prude to look in porn shop normally means I've never noticed how open minded things are back home. I ought investigate, but know I never will. Prudishness wins on the day. I made it back to the hospital in surprisingly good time and we loaded up and headed back. Norm having an intense aversion to cities. The whole afternoon was spent getting back up to Campbell River. Not long after getting there, just when I was considering having a nap, I was kidnapped by my cousin(well, first cousin once removed - she's a generation up from me)'s husband and drove the other way up Vancouver Island. Pretty much all the way up.
On the way seeing bears (as shown) and seeing a lot of scenery. Much of which was like ours - glacial valleys and craggy mountains formed by head on collisions between continental plates - but with much pointier trees. It was as New Zealand will look when the introduced trees win. I'm now on Sointula - an island north of Vancouver Island. It's a touch colder, but otherwise not dissimilar to Campbell River, just without the people so much.
This morning I was woken at 3:30am local time, at four we headed off to Victoria. We had to be at the cancer clinic by nine and were being overly cautious. We got there at about quarter to eight. After breakfast in the Royal Jubilee Hospital cafe I abandoned Granma and Norm and walked down through Victoria - taking in the tourist trappings. I looked at the stupidly old buildings and the Chinatown and the waterfront. I talked to a pretty girl with reddy purple hair, who has family from New Zealand and who turned out to work at the local porn shop. Said porn shop frightened me. Maybe Canada is more open minded, or maybe the fact I'm too much of a prude to look in porn shop normally means I've never noticed how open minded things are back home. I ought investigate, but know I never will. Prudishness wins on the day. I made it back to the hospital in surprisingly good time and we loaded up and headed back. Norm having an intense aversion to cities. The whole afternoon was spent getting back up to Campbell River. Not long after getting there, just when I was considering having a nap, I was kidnapped by my cousin(well, first cousin once removed - she's a generation up from me)'s husband and drove the other way up Vancouver Island. Pretty much all the way up.
On the way seeing bears (as shown) and seeing a lot of scenery. Much of which was like ours - glacial valleys and craggy mountains formed by head on collisions between continental plates - but with much pointier trees. It was as New Zealand will look when the introduced trees win. I'm now on Sointula - an island north of Vancouver Island. It's a touch colder, but otherwise not dissimilar to Campbell River, just without the people so much.I should probably think about sleeping at some point, though I'm concerned the early wake up might have pushed me back on to Kalamazoo/Toronto time.
Good news, postcards I thought had inadequate postage appear to be making it through anyway. Hoorah.
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