I’ve been back, but walking has been a major PITA. As such, I’ve not made it down the hall to the RNS Blogstation until now.
But now that I’m refreshed, let me tell you about last week. Sadly, I was so relaxed that carrying a small digital camera around was waaaay too much work and I have very few pics of this year’s jaunt. Luckily, I had two other people with cameras attached, so there will be pictures. For pics of last year’s trip (which was just like this year’s trip except with better company) you can go here. They are much better and more plentiful. My offer of emailing them to folks who want them still stands as well, since I feel that I’ve cheated y’all this time around.
But before I get going, let’s everyone give a big round of applause for David. The guy was busting his ass for a couple of weeks to get everything written so as to make posting while I was away as painless as possible with his every busy schedule. While I was supposed to be dowloading pics off three cameras upon my arrival home, I logged in and saw the quantity off ass he kicked. A big thanks to him from me and mine.
And in keeping in the line of his “Landscape of the Day” posts, here is the calming first sight I awoke to Tuesday morning.
After that came breakfast.
At least the first helping.
Of course, you have to walk all those calories off. Good thing that this is quiet time around the pool area.
Instead of visiting Prince Rupert, BC as we did last year, we got off the big boat in Victoria.
Where The Wife and The Mom and the Mother-in-Law all went to The Empress Hotel for High Tea
All in all, spending four nights and five days away from any worry other than “Am I too full?” did me a world of good. While I was able to fulfill my promise of leaving my opinionated ass at Customs, some jackasses were not. I had bought my Remington baseball hat to wear, as it seemed normal for me to do so.
Unfortunately there are gun bigots upon the high seas, and they made sure to let me know they did not approve of my headgear. As I walked away laughing, I’m sure they thought I was insane. I just couldn’t help it. This was the best mood I’d been in for a while and no Gun Fearing Wussie was going to ruin it.
I should, however, had better than to wear the thing off the boat in Victoria. Tall guys stand out in a crowd as it is, but send one to a foreign country wearing a had that has “America’s Oldest Gunmaker’ stitched into the back of his hat, and he’s gonna get some strange looks.
Just thought I’d let you know who The Ugly American was last week.
I am also absolutely positive that Russell would have thoroughly enjoyed going, but that was not allowed by the cruise line, so he had to settle for being very happy when dad got home.
I’ll be gone the last couple days of this week as well as the weekend and Monday in Spokane, looking up possible employment and housing. So let me burn through this week and get right back to vacation.
