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Travel Blogs from Nanaimo
... back in Nanaimo I was feeling surprisingly energetic. Mom and dad picked me up from the float plane, let me drive my new wheels home (Nissan Murano) and had a steak dinner with a cold Sleemans waiting for me. After giving out the souvenir I brought home we sat out on the deck in the beautiful weather that I had been looking forward to so much. I told stories about the places I had seen, people we met and heard about the happenings of the town since I had last talked ...
... much cooler than the outside temperature.
It is hard to say, how wonderful those five nights have been.
Not only the scenery, but the quiet peaceful vibe of a place, where you can do everything you like, as long as the word water contains.
Growing up in a town that lies on the lake of Zurich, I thought I am a waterkid, which was totally wrong.
Not only I have never tried to wakeboard, I had never wakesurfed, tubed, stand-up-paddled and canoed on my own until ...
... Hansel and Gretel" house (here they call it the Gingerbread house ;-)) Because of all the little electric golf cars at the parking, it makes me think of Fantasy Island (remember the TV show, Mr Roarke and Tattoo shouting "the plane, the plane!"!) Or Pirat's island, because most of the names (streets, parcs, lake, ...) are about pirates, smugglers and captains, I suppose that in the old days this island, close to the mainland, had its utility ;-)
I found ...
Found them in a little café which served them with cream and drizzled
chocolate. Like they’re not sweet enough! Can now tick that one off.
Found brother Barry then looked
for a place to stay the night. Ended up at Inn on Long Lake.
Perfect for John’s much anticipated early morning swim. The lake is just a few
metres from our door. It remains to be seen whether he encounters any ...
... of doing nothing; It's amazing what one has to do, to do nothing.
Every time I've left Canada to spend an extended period of time abroad I've learned something about myself. Valuable lessons about my values, and my desires; what experiences I've considered to be truly remarkable, and what has resulted in meaningless frustration. I hated finding myself stuck in the well worn grooves of Thailand's tourism industry. While a basic grasp of ...