Our little jaunt overseas was very refreshing and relaxing. Here you can see that as we rounded a corner on the first day of our voyage, we encountered a potential threat which we had to scare away with our little horn. The behemoth yielded and we passed safely by. The air was cool and invigorating, the sunshine warm on our shoulders, and salt spray made us feel like modern day pirates. In fact, the real pirate was the B.C. Ferry Corp, who held us hostage as we sailed into Shwarz Bay from Tsawassen. We willingly paid the king's ransom for a few days on Vancouver Island to visit my dear sister and brother-in-law. I would say that it is good to be back in the smoggy Fraser Valley if it were really true.
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Hey Uncle Terry,
I didn't realize you took the ferry to Schwartz Bay. This means you drove right past our place on your way to Mom and Dad's. When you are on the Pat Bay Hwy and see that orange Christian school on the right, that's our neighbourhood. So are you going to migrate to the island too? ;) Wouldn't that be lovely. It'a a gardener's paradise here, so Auntie Lis would be pretty happy. Come on, what do you think? We need more relatives over here, and you are some of the best.
With flattery such as that, I will have to seriously consider that option.
Stephanie...bite your tongue!
They would not leave their grand-boys anyway....at least I think they wouldn't.
Would you Dad?
Besides...who would look after Grandpa?! LOL!!!!!!
You would, of course!
Rachel, I am confident your parents would never leave their grand-boys. They are a pretty powerful magnet :)
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