and the journey continues....

As we prepared to leave to Vancouver,  Mark found a couple to rent his car while he was gone,  so we were able to take only one vehicle to Van. James was going to hitch a ride with us to Oliver, but soon left as the day got later and later and Mark found an old friend he wanted to spend some time with before he left. So James picked up his bags gave us all hugs and said good-bye. I was disappointed to not have him for part of the journey. And when we drove away the next day I really felt I missed him.

We stayed at Naramata beach for the evening as Mark cleared out his car for the new "owners", and I single handedly killed the battery in my van. It was a fabulous night on the beach, watching the stars, swinging on swings, and dodging the sprinklers in the park! We finally left for Vancouver and after one fabulous conversation, a nap, some great music, a snack, and one pee break, we arrived. First time there, so I was pretty excited. I finally got to meet Mark's friend who will be traveling Europe with him, the beautiful little pixie called Tyese. Sweet little spitfire bubble of energy. We didn't get to visit long, she went to the airport that afternoon and waited for an available seat. Her energy really stuck with me, and I hope we meet again.... 

We spent the rest of the day organizing the van, and finding Marc a plane ticket. Both a success. $317 one way flight to London! And Tyese's family was very hospitable for the next few nights, until Marc's departure.

The next day we spent some time at a wonderful cafe, called Brown Dog Cafe. had some breakfast and a chai tea latte. Walked around for a bit and headed to Wreck beach, where the welcoming sounds of drums echoed up the stairway through the trees. The beach is beautiful, it is so secluded from the rest of the city... You cannot hear or see the noisy street, and the laid back atmosphere of people without a care in the world, freely lounging without clothing on. Its comfortable and free. People playing music, dancing, hula hooping... little naked children running in the sand, people playing fetch with their dogs.... couples holding eachother tight.... not afraid to let the world see their love.... This is where I will spend my days "away" from the city.

After dropping Marc off at the airport, well… "dropping" him off, finding out the flight was delayed, meeting up with a old friend of his, eating supper, talking some fun airport pictures, waiting around, and losing a boarding pass, we finally went to his gate, to eventually board the plane. 

I stayed in the lot where I had parked that night and slept there for a few hours. I didn't know where I would be going after the airport and in the dark, first time driving around the city and the first time alone there. I decided to set my alarm to move my van early in the morning.  After a while I drove and found my way to a park. And slept a little more...

I was fortunate to get news that a good friend would be arriving in Vancouver that morning. It would be nice to hang out for a bit! We went to wreck beach and then later on drove to the YWCA where Sally would be staying the night before moving in to her new place. She let me stay with her there where I didn't rest so easy as I was receiving messages from Tyese that Marc was nowhere to be found after "arriving" in London. After learning that the flight had landed 3 hours ago, she panicked wondering why she hadn't heard from him. more hours passed, and still no word. She waited all night for him at the station where they were supposed to meet. I got messages every couple hours. Poor girl.. Good thing she had whiskey.. They found eachother the next day. Marc's story is a very interesting one wondering around London all night long…. Maybe he will let me blog about it ;)

Sally and I had great adventures around the city. As we pulled out from the YWCA I noticed a chair in a big dumpster in an ally and thought how cool would it be to take pictures of it in different locations. :D So naturally I turned around, pulled the van up beside the dumpster, climbed up on the roof, yanked the chair out, passed it down to Sally, and the fun begins. We took our first photo right the beside the blue dumpster. It was junky and dirty and great contrast with the reddish color chair.  We put it in the back of the van and drove downtown to water front station. parked and lugged it to the train tracks… then a next to a stone building, then to great back ally. I was a spectacle, walking through crowds of tourists with a chair over my shoulder. :) We then took it to a park and took pictures of it in the trees. We powered out and were getting hungry so we had to ditch the chair, because there is no room for it in the van with me sleeping there. We had intentions of taking it to the beach too but, the chair was gone the next day :(

Sally and I had more great days together, exploring the city and spending time at the beach. Playing drums and singing! the adventures of mr potato head, finding our way to Stanley park by bus and back again, a bus driver who clearly didn't want us on his bus.. (LOL) realizing the struggles of being a goose,  nearly being robbed by a raccoon! and seeing WALRUSES!! Or could they have been seals….?  and learning the difference between Howe and Howard.  Ahhhh.... good times, with good people :)