Greetings From Vancouver BC

Last week we packed up and flew off to Vancouver to visit our daughter and her family for a while.

This will go down as one of our worst trips ever.  The wind storm we drove in from Pharr to Austin was unbelievable.  There aren’t many pictures to share since I had two hands on the wheel all the way.  What should have been about five hours was close to seven.

 

 

I tucked in behind a semi for a while and felt pretty good about it – until – the wind almost put him into the side of another truck. He avoided a collision by a couple inches through good luck only.  The Smart car felt very unsafe at that moment and we backed off to fight our own battle.  We watched one motor home driving along, slowly, tilted about 20 degrees to the right.  He looked decidedly out of control.  I got away from him pretty fast to.

 

 

We finally got to Austin and checked into the hotel.  I had planned to take Bernie out for a nice Texas steak dinner before an early tuck in.  Not to be, we were both too tired for anything but a delivered pizza.  Gotta love Pizza Hut, they always come through.

Up early the next day to get to the airport in lots of time to get good seats on the four + hour flight to San Francisco.  To our dismay 3 hours early on a domestic flight isn’t enough.  We ended up with two window seats, on opposite sides of the plane, and in different rows.  Good old Air Canada.  We tried to do seat selection when we booked and couldn’t, only to be told at the airport we should have done seat selection when we booked.  Figure that one out.

Ok – so accept the fact you can’t sit together, that’s a done deal.  Now we head down the ramp and comment on two basketball player tall, football player wide, guys in front of us.  Remember this is a small commuter jet, no 747’s here.  Guess who ends up squished like a wee little canned sardine in a window seat beside one of these two jolly green giants.  Four plus hours of this?  Oh NO, can it get worse?  Turned out he was a nice guy, we had a good chat, but seating was VERY TIGHT.

Now  we have almost almost four hours in San Fran. before a nice flight into Vancouver.  All excited to see the kids - we walk outside, straight into a torrential rain.  This wasn’t your average Vancouver rain this was some kind of a special event with “rain warnings.”  Yup - rain warnings – it’s so nice to be back on the WET coast.

Actually despite the rain it is nice to be here.  We get to spend time with Colleen, Tim, and the kids.  We get to visit with old friends and we get to enjoy the West Coast of B.C. which has to be one of the most beautiful places on earth.

Our rented condo is nice, we’re healthy, and our kids are all good. What more could one ask for?  Ya OK, the lotto would be nice, but think off the hassle that would create.  J

Thanks for stopping by.

Neal and Bernie