Thursday, June 29, 2006

Vancun in Janvouver

June in Vancouver has been pretty great. We had some long awaited and very welcome visitors. The weather has been fantastic and it actually feels like we're the ones on our holidays. We started off with yet more camping adventures and took a last minute spin to Squamish, the Canadian equivalent of our legendary camping trip to Geashill, Co Offaly. No bears, no coleslaw, no biblical rainstorms and definitely no local pub showing Winning Streak reruns. But we did get sold some damp firewood. I take it all back everything derogatory or derisive I've ever said about a Yaris aswell by the way. EmbYarisment is so over rated. We hired one for the day and it's a lovely car altogether. Bizarre thing was that 3 different people stopped to ask me questions about it. It was a brand new '07 model as they call it but you'd swear I was driving a Ferrari or something. Canada gets weirder every day.


Squamish-ish

Paradise Valley Campsite, Tankardstown (Squamish)

So then Linda and Siamak arrive and the chaos begins :) We had a great few days with them altogether. They totally lucked out with the weather. They hired bikes and speedboats, kayaks and seaplanes, we ate and drank all round us, went to a folk gig in a church and laughed at the world and each other. Unfortunately we didnt manage to Jim'll Fix It for Linda to hit a Karaoke bar. But everything else was great craic altogether.

The first meal on the balcony this year

Blenz! Seaplanes. Persian Food. PT Cruiser - stands for Plastic Tack. The sound of '86. BoBo. Breaking fingers with a pint glass. Its better to be looking at it than lookiing for it. Are they melons? Sangria slammers. You should have brought your hat. Rancid cheese. Tofurky Sausages. Vegetarian Half Irish Breakfasts. Thats not a cardiac! Three in one. Queue avoidance strategies. Not watching football. Sylvia the Finnish waitress in the Sandbar. Feshty Face. Gunther Humphries. GOOD MORNING!! I've walked myself a wolf. Coffee out of a machine. Unwearanble pink tshirts. The frisbee was invented in a bakery in Scotland. Conceivably the best position in the world. Ramazotti. Yosa Meetay. Uck Lilet. Borrowed hair. Pizza Party. Will I take off my Bra and let Isaac have his say? CDs for dinner. Siamak's suicide machine. Hand gestures with sound effects. 30 year mortgages. Kids called Jolie. Albert Ralph and Maude, You can tell a Cabáiste by the way he wears his hair. You can telll a Cabáiste anywhere. Sesame Fries with Miso Gravy. Ooops - I've just had ze criaic. Sunsets, mountaintops, is dinner ready yet? Its time to take out the give-a-fuckometer. Helen Keller. Death by cupcake. Sunset Rubdown. Dont make a sound. The lost art of Double dipping. Triple dipping with a backflip by shaking Jay's hand. Flat Ginger Ale for breakfast. Two Horses - Wrong Address. One Lumpers. Paying Josef's tip in gas. Getting our couch back. Yuki.

Conjoined twins before ambitious Stanley Park cycle.

Miraculous and emotional spontaneous separation of conjoined twins on sea wall.

Cash and carry socks and boxers. Thanks for the tickets. Have you ever heard anyone whistle like that? The second best Mexican ever. Going for a post feed snooze or ripping it up on the volleyball court? 4km trains in the Railway Club. Tip politics. Trusting the locals. Old photos. Goldilocks Vs the Three Bears. Turkey Tit. One way No Way. (One way the wrong way) Business Class slagging. Gerry the Genie. Nothing happens on greek day. G-strings on your feet. Leaving your piano in Titsalano. Suing the unknown. Imagine her surprise if I gave her the finger. What do you mean you dont have chips? Karaoke + Speedboats + Lying Down = the only way forward. Inflatable mattresses. Wetting ourselves laughing on the boat. Bringing the weather from Germany. Feeling sunburned on the inside. Railway set for remote controls. Nufty Nuff Luft Baloon. What if God was a Pasta Sauce? Gimme 5 mins and I'll capsize it. Red Mustangs. Pig Boots. Olive Oil. Everything but the kitchen sink. Lindsey Lohans freckles. Halfwayto Rollerskates. Propellor abuse. Rapidly sinking baseball cap. The best holidayers we've ever had.

The above mentioned unwearable tshirt with matching bike. Thanks Marc.

M and Linanne at Las Margaritas Mexican restaurant

Ginger Aled to the max. Static speedboat in Horseshoe Bay

Agatha, Gunther and Matilda

So aswell as friends arriving this month sadly we had a couple of friends leaving aswell. Ciara and Lori - the best landladies in Vancouver - are both leaving, Ciara to go home and Lori who's off to Dubai to realise her dream of working as a hommous preparation technician. Best of luck to both of them. We'll miss them terribly.

I'm eating - I must be in Vancouver

We're really looking forward to July aswell when Karen and Frankie come to visit as well as M and A Dug. It'll be busy but we can't wait to see you all.

Summer Solistice spent picnicking on the beach. So relaxing. Except for the lockjaw and cradle cap


1 comment:

hollowsolid said...

hey nora! great to hear from you. i didnt realise you even knew where we lived on the interweb :) yeah we both think you'd love it over here. it's very laid back and friendly with the amazing outdoorsy thing going on. (let me know if you feel pigeonholed at all). so the only resolution is for you to jump on a teleplane and come and vist. do they do direct flights from corcaigh to bhan cubher? oh and bring noni and charyl with you aswell. there's your envy *and* your holidays sorted :) i've tried to contact you via walnutbooks aswell. we'll see how that goes. take care anyways and say hello to the 2 ladies of leisure.