The flight from Vancouver via Toronto to Halifax wasn’t particularly eventful, except that I sat next to Matthias from Munich on the first leg, who was flying back home from Toronto, and therefore I didn’t get to continue reading my exciting book ;).
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 🙂(more…)
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.
Tired as I was I looked around for a regular bus stop at the bus station which seemed to be in the middle of an industrial area. Luckily it was just in front of the Greyhound Building and a nice old guy told me that this would also be the right stop for the busses into town. And we only had to wait 10 minutes or so. When I told the bus driver the name of the hostel I was heading to, he told me at once he’d tell me where to get off. Unfortunately, he didn’t really know where I was going to because he got it mixed up with the second hostel in Thunder Bay. So, when we waited at the Central Bus station a lady approached me to tell me I was on the wrong bus and I had to go back the same way. Thanks to the nice driver on the next bus I didn’t have to pay a second time. He finally dropped me off on the right stop and from there it was only about 5 minute walk to the hostel…jippieh….
