Pacific Inn Resort and Conference Centre
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... about two hours. Christel was working and Matthias was under the weather at home in bed. Had dinner at an outdoor cafe went to bed at 10:00. Drove to Brugge checked in at the Ibis centrum. Toured on foot in the town centre. Had dinner of Flemmish stew and Leffe Beer. Early to bed to at 9:00 ...
... 4:30 pm. We got unhooked and I uploaded yesterday’s blog and then I crashed after the pressure of today’s drive. Usually driving does not bother me at all even our long trips, but with these mountains and speeds I was wiped out. So, nap time. When we got up Peg fixed a wonderful dinner of Viner Schnitzel, she had found the veal in the freezer at home left over from when Lenny and Lois and Meghan had come down for Christmas. We also had new potatoes and sautéed zucchini and onions in ...
... to bed.
Being quite jetlagged we both woke up about 5 and couldn't get back to sleep. We were showered and ready for the day by the time breakfast started at 7:30 and out of the hostel soon after, not really knowing what day it was. WE figured out pretty quickly that nothing is open at 8:30 in the morning on a Sunday in Vancouver, but we wandered round anyway with hands buried deep in pockets to try and warm them up, it was alot fresher than we were used to coming ...
... and expanded on by the ladies of the house so, 24 hours of scraping, sanding, brushing and rolling (and two trips to the store to get more paint) later, it’s finally finished. Kirsty inspects. “Do you think that maybe that colour is a bit too ….” “Nope!” “But don’t you have some of that other paint lef….” “No. I threw it ...
Sometimes it's hard being the only person in the country who doesn’t have an accent. Today starts much as usual. Breakfast is over and I’ve just dropped David at the Skytrain for his morning commute to work. Life feels good. The weak winter sun is trying to break through the clouds and the other drivers are all waving and tooting their horns as I cruise quietly along in the left lane keeping well out of everyone’s ...