The last day's hippie van
Trip Start May 09, 2009
41Trip End May 23, 2009
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train was pretty uneventful. I woke up to Gab, the VIA attendant taking a photo of me. Out of all the VIA attendants I have taken photos of, 21 year old Gab was the most resistant to the idea. So in revenge as it were, he took a photo of me just waking up. I got up and took multiple photos of him serving people at his station at the Take out counter, which sits below the observation deck.
Advice and the end of it all
There is one piece of advice I would pass along to people wanting to go on vacation. It is
called a vacation for a reason
I arrived at the gate and there was my brother waiting for me. We walked out of the terminal and he
took a photo of me at my last destination. The rest of that day I spent with my brother touring the city where he now lives
The next day was my vacation from my vacation. My parents had decided to come to Vancouver to visit my brother and me when I arrived at the coast. But typical of my parents, they couldn't just visit they also had to travel.
So we were waiting for an old Volkswagen Wesphilia Euro-Van to take us to Vancouver Island and along the coast of British Columbia. I had immediately told me brother, "I am not taking anymore pictures. I had taken up till that point 3,500 photos of my trip in the last two weeks. Then an old Volkswagen pulled up in front of my brother's house. "That can't be them," said my brother as the driver was wearing a bandana and the other passenger was coming around the van wearing a flowery dress and a hippie shirt. She waved to us. Yes, my parents had dressed up as hippies to drive in their "hippie" van. We soon found out that this van was wearing its age on its back. Set up to be a camper, the back seat did not lock, the windows did not always roll up, it smelt like hockey equipment, there were rusty patches and dents on the exterior and best of all
the sliding door didn't open from the inside. We drove through the city to the main ferry terminal. Once again the scenery forced me to take out my camera and take pictures as we left on the ferry and headed further up the interior of British Columbia
fresh salad dressed with slices of Parmasean cheese and homemade bread croutons. Then the main dish and I am not sure I have had a more delicious meal.
The presentation was elaborate. The grilled and sauté vegetables, the whipped and then baked horseradish
potatoes and the piece of chicken covered in a pesto cream sauce. Inside the chicken was a mixture of
feta cheese, olives, onions, and sun dried tomatoes. The taste of all the distinctive flavours from the mixture
with the chicken and its cream sauce made the meal different every bite. The food plus the view from the restaurant, which had the Pacific ocean with snow covered peaks in the background, was a perfect beginning to my vacation from my vacation.