What a holiday it's been - they've dragged us to more sights in our new city than we've managed in the month-plus we've been here! Then there was Christmas, and ice hockey, and all the vomiting. No one's going to forget this visit for a while.
We sent them off in traditional manner with cocktails at lunchtime. Vancouver was the quietest I've ever seen any airport ! We weren't sure security was open until we spotted three people gathered around one x-ray machine looking bored. Hopefully this augurs well for a free upgrade to first class.
Thank you, Ellen and Meg, for a wonderful Christmas, and come back SOON! Pete is already crawling around looking utterly bereft.
One...or two...for the road.
Meg peruses the cocktail menu.
But opts for her usual milk-tini.
What does a NorCal baby wear in the Canadian winter? Organic hand-made knits, that's what. Here Pete models creations by Ellen and his Grandma.
A final check by border security before being allowed out.
