Let's see now, where are we re. Vacation 2010...
Monday:
Realized the Toronto to Van flights were all cray-zie. Decided to go through Ottawa instead. 11 Pm flight to Ottawa, no problem. 12-something flight to Vancouver fuller, but I got a seat. Yay! Watched Knight and Day, and Sex and the City 2, and next thing I knew we'd touched down. There was a flight leaving for Nanaimo in 5 mins, but didn't know that I could catch it (plus my bags) so I instead went for some Food & Drink and settled in to catch up on blogs and chat with Swiss Girl and took the flight 2 hours later.
Monday:
Realized the Toronto to Van flights were all cray-zie. Decided to go through Ottawa instead. 11 Pm flight to Ottawa, no problem. 12-something flight to Vancouver fuller, but I got a seat. Yay! Watched Knight and Day, and Sex and the City 2, and next thing I knew we'd touched down. There was a flight leaving for Nanaimo in 5 mins, but didn't know that I could catch it (plus my bags) so I instead went for some Food & Drink and settled in to catch up on blogs and chat with Swiss Girl and took the flight 2 hours later.
There's our plane pulling up.
A little fresh air for the exhausted travelers...
...and then back in the bag.
Ahhh made it to Nanaimo at last.
And the boys finally relax before mountains and the Straight of Georgia.
Let's see... hm... someone's erased the rest of Monday from my memory! I know I went to bed at 11 PM and slept until 10 AM. That's all I thought I needed to get back on my feet, an 11 hour sleep.
But right after eating breakfast I felt like going back to bed. I didn't. It was super sunny beautiful, so I went out shopping with the pater. Then we made a picnic lunch and took the RV out for a spin to the beach.
(Stage right: Step-mommy helping Porthos pose.)
Relaxing as the sun sets.
We got home around 7 PM and I crawwwwled back up to my bed and fell asleep fully dressed. Woke up at 1 AM. Had a snack, read my book. Back to sleep at 2:30 AM, woke around 8 AM. So it turns out I needed a 22.5 hour sleep. My bad.
We spent the day reading Juliet. Oh, and took another nap somewhere in there.
Under a perfect blue sky.
With hummingbirds.
And in the evening watched The Mission. (Not really to Oscar Doll's taste, but the Shakespearian side of Porthos enjoyed it.)
So I'm feeling Myself again.
