Vancouver

Raindrops kept falling on our heads in Vancouver and on and on. In fact it did not stop raining for the entire three days we were there on our way to Whistler. It made sightseeing a little difficult but it didn’t stop the coming together of old friends and gave everyone took the opportunity to purchase some top of the range equipment. I realised that the enjoyment of shopping is relative to what is being shopped for when we had to spend 6 hours snowboard and gear shopping. I took refuge underneath a rack of jackets while the boys just shopped and shopped.

We stayed in my spuncle's place just outside of Vancouver. He kindly lent us his A-team van for the trip which I adored and wanted to bring back to SA with me. Many a happy hour was spent pimping round Vancouver with tinted windows and tall tales. Driving on the right hand side of the road wasn’t too bad but became increasingly tricky when there were no cars on the road to get your bearings which I discovered when I went from left to right around a traffic circle.

We spent two more days in Vanc on the way out in which the sun made an appearance and made the newly washed city quite beautiful.