POST # 679
It was a sad looking Dora-dog last Friday at the train station, knowing that soon I would be boarding the Amtrak train and heading back to Canada. But hop on the train I did, and moments after this photo was taken, I was travelling to my next house sit.
Thankfully, it was a spectacular day weather wise, and I am always very grateful when that happens. The sky was blue, and the sun shone brightly all along the way.
Arriving at Pacific Central Station in Vancouver was only the first part of the journey, which was followed by a couple of Skytrain rides, and finally a long bus ride to get me to the ferry at Tsawwassen ferry terminal.
The ferry arrived just as the sun was setting, and before long, we were on our way to Vancouver Island. Destination, Hotel Blanquita.
Well, not really Hotel Blanquita, but a home in Cadboro Bay, where I have been on numerous occasions. The owners sometimes call their four legged friend Blanquita, even though she goes by the shorter name of Blanca. I happened to be watching a movie the other night online, and lo and behold, the hotel sign featured above came into view. What a coincidence that this would happen at my current house sit.
But here is Blanca giving me the look just after my arrival. You might not be able to tell from the photograph, but she is always happy to see me, and the feeling is mutual.
The weather has been spectacular since I arrived on January 16th, and it's looking good for the foreseeable future. Considering just how much rain we have had on the West coast lately, it is a real pleasure to see that orb shining brightly on a daily basis.
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And as is my habit, I always have to mention my dear mom in today's post. One hundred and ten years ago today, in the little village of Empress Alberta, she arrived on the scene, and even though she hasn't been with us since 2007, I think about her on a very regular basis. We had a wonderful relationship, and I consider myself to be very lucky to have had her as my mom.
grateful for every breath,
Paul
The Thoughtful Wanderer




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