TIME TO RETURN FROM THE CABIN
WHY IS EVERY MAJOR ROAD IN CALGARY UNDER CONSTRUCTION I MEAN SERIOUSLY IS THAT NECESSARY
It’s a long drive back from the cabin. I used to love long trips (whether they were in cars, planes, whatever), but now I’m not a big fan of them. I still really dig airports, though; not sure what that’s all about.
I also really liked staying in that hotel in Seattle when my layover was so long that they kicked me out of the airport.
Random hotel nostalgia time?
Anyway. This blog did not go where I thought it would, but I can’t remember what else I was going to say, so there you go.
Sorry, I’m stressed out about the upcoming semester and I already miss my mom.
Edit: IT’S ALLERGY SEASON! TIME TO SNOT LIKE THERE’S NO TOMORROW
TIME TO GO TO THE CABIN
We’re all leaving in a few minutes to head down to Nate’s parents’ cabin. I’m pretty sure my mom is going to hide somewhere out there so that she doesn’t have to go back to work next week.
Maybe there will be kayaking.
There will definitely be hot dogs.
We will also put the rain shroud on our tent before it starts raining this time.
CABIN FEVER
Nate and I spent today down in southern BC where I met his grandparents on his dad’s side and then got to see his mom and dad’s cabin. His dad made a fire and we roasted hot dogs. They tasted freaking fantastic (I hadn’t had campfire hot dogs—or any hot dogs, for that matter—since probably 2004). Then Nate and I went down to the lake to look at the stars (and tried not to freeze to death). It was so clear and free of light pollution out there that we could see the Milky Way.
Edit: we also tried out his parents’ kayaks on Sunday morning and have concluded that we need to get ourselves a pair of kayaks to take with us to the Parks and whatnot.
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