Whistler was nice but it's good to be home. The weather was gorgeous. It didn't start raining until we left. The hotel was clean and comfortable. The bed! OMG, the bed was almost as comfortable as my Tempurpedic. I had pulled a muscle in my back a week or so earlier and I was able to go for plenty of relaxing walks along the Village Stroll. That and the exercises my physio therapist gave me helped immensely. We never made it to the Old Spaghetti Factory nor Ric's Grill. We went to a crepe and fondue place on Thursday night. I was so looking forward to some melted cheesy goodness but DH wanted the 'meat fondue cooked in broth, for two' and the seats were hard wooden benches; not conducive to a leisurely dinner. For Friday night's dinner DH chose a Greek restaurant. He ordered the Moussaka and I tried the Chicken Souvlaki. We were served white bread with a bowl of oil and vinegar to dip it in...YUCK! My dinner came with a skewer of mybloggers chicken, a few pieces of carrot, a mountain of white rice AND a whole potato. It was too much starch for me. They were out of Baklava so dessert was a baked banana marinated in Kahlua with ice cream. The banana was disgusting and I had to eat the ice cream fast, with my fork, because it was quickly melting from the heat of the bananas. It took me hours, three squirts of Mio and four pieces of Juicy Fruit to get rid of the taste of rotten bananas.


The Village Stroll


More of The Village Stroll


The front entrance of our hotel.


Brandy Wine Falls


Cheakamus Lake in the distance.


My new hat.


We were biting our nails in the ferry lineup. You can imagine our relief to be the last car on. The next ferry was a two hour wait.


My tiger's eye ring, purchased from the Rock and Gem Shop, modelled on my hubby's lovely albeit hairy hand.


Sodalite ring and earrings from the Rock and Gem Shop.


My new French scarf, purchased on the Queen of Oak Bay ferry.


I knit two pair of these in between walking, shopping and eating.

My but it's good to be home.