Time is relative. When I started my vacation, two weeks seemed like forever. Now that I’m on my last day of vacation, two weeks seems to have been hardly enough to get started.
I had a lot of grandiose plans when I started. Some of them came to pass: when Chris was here we did pretty much all the things I had hoped we would, except maybe making it to see a movie. The airshow was once again a great day, and our boat trip was, arguably, the best ever. Perhaps not as memorable as the time we boated from Horseshoe Bay to Nanaimo and back in a 15 foot boat…accidentally. But it was much more fun knowing where we were and not making any serious blunders. The scenery and sun were a blast.