This morning when I looked out the window, it was raining, and when I looked out the door, it was raining, but not just a little, it was pouring. So much so that I had already decided to skip the cyclocross and return the bike. Then I remembered that I could also return the soccer shoes I bought for rugby, so I cleaned them first. When I was done, it had stopped raining. Great!
Alaska isn’t exactly around the corner—not even from Canada—so I spent another 24 hours on the bus to Prince Rupert, which is still in Canada but close to Alaska.
Since I couldn’t make up my mind where to travel on Vancouver Island – and most of the hostels were already fully booked but with a very urgent surge to leave, I decided on Monday, 10 o’clock in the morning that I would be leaving on the bus at 12:50 PM right back to Vancouver and surprise a few people there.
Jericho Beach – I couldn’t wait to come back 🙂(mehr …)
At around 8 p.m., we arrived in Kelowna on the Greyhound bus—and it was still hot, around 26°C, which felt completely unfamiliar after a day at around freezing.
