Soooo, the final installment in my much belated road trip specials.
Basically all the was left to do now was to find our way back down to Vancouver - a trip that could plausibly be completed in one day, but more sensibly required two. In an effort to cover ground, we had decided to go back down in a circle. See some different hills and lakes and mountains than first time round - yay?.
The first day was fairly leisurely, spent coming across various places that resembled, unnervingly, the village of Royston Vaisey, and the people who populated them even moreso. One guy running gas station had a fixation on beef jerky that was deeply creepy; we removed ouselves from there pretty sharpish. The village near our 'hostel' (more on that in a moment) looked normal enough from the outside - charming even, but the more people we met, the more convinced we were that we would head back to the hostel and improvise our own dinner. We'd actually meant to go to the local pub to watch the Canucks (Vancouver's Hockey team) win one of their quarter final series games, but when greeted with a few very drunk, very scary looking locals (at 5pm) and a 14 year old (so it seemed), we scidaddled. So much for sociability.
That said, our hostel wasn't exactly what you would describe as 'normal' either. The entrance to the hostel was simutaneously the woman who ran the hostel's house, the local grocery store, the greyhound station, the courier base and the living room and kitchen for the hostel. The sleeping accomodation was in old Canadian Cabooses - trains to the rest of us.
Aside from the trains, there was also a magical door:
...in to a seriously freaky garden walk thing with Barbies hung up as fairies and random Furbies and things hanging out in trees:
... a beaver dam thing (complete with beautiful lake):
...and llamas. (You'll have to take my word for that, the pics aren't uploaded).
All was not truely weird though, we found some tree planters to chill out with in the lounge and watched the Canucks roll on to an extremely close victory over their quarter final partners and chilled out with a bottle of wine safe in the knowledge that tomorrow we would roll on to Vancouver where sensibility mostly prevails and there aren't freaky fairies in the trees (mostly).
For Hannah and Tabitha, just a brief stop in Vancouver before heading on to the island for a month to chill out before summer jobs. For me a week of chilling in cafe's attempting and failing to write this blog pre-tree planting.
Next time:
Exciting arboreal adventures oop north, featuring Banksy
cum plantatur arbor mediocritas
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