Shazza and Kath had a lengthy list of places to visit while they where here - Victoria, Seattle, Whistler, Banff and Jasper.
We didn't quite make it to Jasper or Banff, but we did make it to Whistler. Friends kindly lent us their condo and we woke up to a covering of the white stuff. I wanted to curl up and go back to bed with a hot chocolate and a good book. But the Twisted Sisters were excited by the snow, so we bundled up and headed out.
Let me tell you, summer may be high season for mountain biking and hiking and stuff, and winter may be high season for skiing and boarding and snowmobiling, but November is dead season. Seriously, dead. The Peak 2 Peak, all the chairlifts/gondolas, the sliding centre, snow tubing, the Cultural Centre, various restaurants were all closed.
Still, we managed to have a lot of fun. We shopped, took photos at the Olympic Torch, the Rings, the Agitos, the Inukshuk, played in the snow, tried to catch snow on our tongues (Shazza and Kath tried, I laughed at them), had a beer beside the log fire at the pub, ate BeaverTails while the snow fell all around us, and shopped some more.
The highlight of our day? Bumping into Mr and Mrs Claus, who were on a mini vacation before the holiday season gets into full swing.
Happy 28 sleeps until Christmas.