Now that we were in the Falls (shortened even further), Hilary aided me by going through my conceptual packing list:
H: "Do you have your clothes packed?"
S: "Yep!"
H: "Do you have your sleeping bag?"
S: "Do I need one?"
H: "They don't give you linens! We'll stop at MEC."
S: "Cool!"
H: "Do you have travel insurance?"
S: "I think...no...maybe not."
H: "...oh Spencer."
So having Hilary around was great! She let me know what I needed to be prepared. She also helped by getting my clueless ass to Vancouver and let me stay at her place a few days before leaving for Frankfurt, the first stop on the European adventure. Along the way to the Lower Mainland, Hilary and I decided to stop off at a few wineries, and pick up a few bottles. We journeyed through Sleeping Giant for a few bottles of fruit wines and then onto Dirty Laundry for some salacious selections of whites. And a trip from OK Falls to Vancouver wouldn't be complete without a stop at Doug's Homestead for some jerky! I even won my pepperoni by guessing the weight! Spencer's innate gift? Guessing the weights of cured meats....
And now the journey begins. I am just sitting in the airport, appropriately beered, waiting for my flight. Many thanks to Hilary. Without whom, I would be utterly left to dry. I would be a venturing wiener, but now I feel well prepared!
S: "Yep!"
H: "Do you have your sleeping bag?"
S: "Do I need one?"
H: "They don't give you linens! We'll stop at MEC."
S: "Cool!"
H: "Do you have travel insurance?"
S: "I think...no...maybe not."
H: "...oh Spencer."
So having Hilary around was great! She let me know what I needed to be prepared. She also helped by getting my clueless ass to Vancouver and let me stay at her place a few days before leaving for Frankfurt, the first stop on the European adventure. Along the way to the Lower Mainland, Hilary and I decided to stop off at a few wineries, and pick up a few bottles. We journeyed through Sleeping Giant for a few bottles of fruit wines and then onto Dirty Laundry for some salacious selections of whites. And a trip from OK Falls to Vancouver wouldn't be complete without a stop at Doug's Homestead for some jerky! I even won my pepperoni by guessing the weight! Spencer's innate gift? Guessing the weights of cured meats....
And now the journey begins. I am just sitting in the airport, appropriately beered, waiting for my flight. Many thanks to Hilary. Without whom, I would be utterly left to dry. I would be a venturing wiener, but now I feel well prepared!