There was a time in my life- let's say a good 2 years at least- when I was obsessed, no really obsessed, with Canada. The whole country! And I made it a point to say things like eh and aboat and soar-y and stuff. Pretty much, I convinced everyone at EFY (that's Mormon camp for those who don't know) that I, in fact, was Canadian. And I even had an "I Heart Canadian Boys" trucker hat to prove it. So... When my family told me they were planning a vacation to Vancouver, my teenage heart skipped a beat. My grown up heart was pretty excited too though, because... Canada! (So maybe I haven't changed all that much.) Once I mentally recovered from the border patrol interrogation, and from the part where, upon crossing the border, I completely forgot how to drive (it was weird), I was transported back to my Avril Lavigne days and life was good! It really was a wonderful trip, and I plan to visit more often. ^^ You do not disappoint, Vancouver. ^^ Jon is pretty thrilled. ^^ Might not compare to my friend's piano bike, but a gelato bike?! Pretty darn good.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
ELLEfeminist. linguist. traveller. foodie. crafter. ARCHIVES
January 2018
Categories
All
All photos are the property of Elizabeth Cheney and may not be used without permission.
|