My last days in Keremeos were that of Tony and Terry getting drunk, cooking delicious campfire meals (compliments to the chef, Tony) and picking pears. I was so lucky one day to get a call from my dear friend Greg who was looking to get away for the long weekend. I said, how cool it would be if he came to visit and picked fruit for the weekend! And we did! We picked pears together for two days but then headed back into Penticton for the farmers market and more things to do. Greg brought out a few things for me that I needed. Took back a bunch of things I thought I needed… but didn't. It was nice to have the extra room in the little van. It was a really fantastic visit, with some great conversations, and good coffee, good meals, and good sunny days on the beach. I even got a new hat that weekend in a vintage clothing shop! Greg made me miss home a little bit… and my cat, a lot… After he left, it took me a few days to realize I wanted to be back on the road headed back to Vancouver. Because it was only days away from Marc coming home.
It was time to go.
Sally and I had big plans again, much like the adventures of red chair and Mr. potato head. But she got very busy with school. I wasn't able to see much of her unfortunately. The few days I did get to spend at her apartment again were a little on the lonely side. With sally in school and Aki gone. I really missed Aki's presence in the apartment. His visa expired and he had to go back to Japan. He was such a delight…. he would play music in the kitchen while he did the dishes and cooked supper and would sing at the top of his lungs :) It was just like home :) Matt would get off work in the evening and the house just seemed complete the, three of them. Sally sure found herself some great roommates. I had the pleasure of doing headshots for these two aspiring actors. It was so much fun, and two of the best models I have ever had! But now that Aki was gone it sure felt different. Everyone could feel it.
The day of the earthquake (I didn't feel a thing), I was walking down the sidewalk checking out the stores, and I ran into Sam, a good friend of the guys! She was on her way to work but was telling me about this base coast party in the forest in Squamish…. animal costumes!! Oh I so wanted to go to squamish… I told her I was in.
I went to the dollar store and bought a kitty mask, ears and tail and was so ready for the party. Saturday night came and I was on the winding road along the coast to Squamish. Now here's the funny thing. I got super tired around midnight, (I had a previous engagement that didn't allow me to leave north Van until about 11) and decided the best thing would be is to pull over and have a little nap. I stopped in a parking lot and crawled in the back…. woke up 4 hours later!!!! oops. So much for partying all night. I carried on and showed up at the party still before the sun did, I slinked in with my black cat mask and nobody noticed I had just arrived. I danced until the sun came up. I finally found Sam (who evidently was the only one who noticed my late arrival) And we both enjoyed the music and the sun rising over the mountain tops. This party was down long bumpy dusty forestry roads…. in the middle of nowhere (I mean no cell phone service) and I end up smack in the centre of BC coastal rainforest. Bright green mossy floors, big green ferns, large dark brown cedar tree trunks towering up so high…. misty and majestic…. wow. breath taking… And in a small clearing near the river, was a DJ booth and flashing lights… The music echoed through the mountains and we danced on the dirt floor until almost 12pm the next day. One guy commented on how I had managed to keep dancing for so long. He said…. "wow, how did you do it?"
I replied, "I had a nap"
he said,"….. oh… I had speed"
HAHA good old fashioned nap. yup. Little did he know, I had only started at 5am. :)
We all sat by the river in the morning and warmed up in the sun. Some people bathed in the river but good god that mountain water is cold. No thanks, I'm not that dirty. When it was time to go, Samantha and I got in the van (with a few others) and drove into town and spent a few hours there napping, showering, eating etc, at her sisters house. And in the evening had a slow drive down that long winding road back to Van watching the sun set over the ocean.
And the count down begins. 3 days until I see Marc.
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