Well then we get after all this time, hopefully. The day of
Butschankuft's been a story worth, but we put it short: Pia sunlotus already in the bus and then miss Alex, no internet, no phones go, zureuckfahren, go back, many beers in Alex and then finally: Yes romantic, pouring rain - without wipers and two clock in the morning, the mountain road and fog, and then for Alex after 48 sleepless hours and for both of us for over 40 Butsch free nights at the end of the bed.
people, work and leisure in the sunlotus were particularly strong for Alex, but just therefore welcome contrast to the Vienna daily (yes, the North American Pia Weirdos is already used). Patrick has
as we toiled for daily bread and good bed six to eight hours - the next Canadian who leaves one no choice than to feel as if you were friends with each other for ages.
Anita (Owner 1) cooks. And how! We have indeed nourished to roughly 90% of fish, delicious fish, fish-filled, fish for breakfast, smoked fish, grilled fish awesome, sweet, salty,. Each meal is a party and we taste buds in the VIP Lounge!
Hing but also to the fact that much of our work consisted in a smoking chamber building (such as our new Canadian lumberjack flannel shirts!) - And must be tested extensively, too, njam.
Paul (owner 2) was the work of Canadian authorities and Weirdo the particular variety. And
had much to tell. About Woodwork and smoked fish genuaso as on more specific, and very Canadian things we prefer here should not be described in detail. Hawking. Apart
which he had never been really a plan which "work" and how we now should do WHAT IS OF at all (unless it was our own idea). And if they do, then get on it to end up with great probability that we just had made a huge detour. But that ends well, fish well.
Ginger, the daughter, four runs and crying about 30 minutes Pia to Mama.
own fault. You know, that using the donkey feed the hand should make flat because I can not help it when they bite you. And they may not cheese sticks. Yeah, you hate the donkey and me and tomorrow is going to kill your mommy donkey mhm. But the next day I will play with you again dollies. And then there was Alex, and you laugh and jump and dare for the first time by the Big-Burger-King-slide.
After four days and a boisterous celebration on the last evening, the farewell.
Although somewhat heavy heart, but at the same time with great anticipation finally (again) on the road .. to be!
First stop: Victoria. We both know already, but all the nice together now by pretty streets to walk - and now almost constantly nice weather for the ultimate good mood!
again after a night, we go back mainland, Vancouver for the next two nights (followed by Vienna, the most livable city in the world) in the B & B: When we were all the house of the heavenly family during their holiday huete. A contrast to the existing hostels, for we were almost alone in one of two guest houses (the other old people almost spilled out of the windows) and clean and wars that have been in the hostel's not so often.
On the first evening a quick Begruessungsbier naechstbesten in the bar, and is doing quite innocent. But then: Five people enter the stage. A man with a guitar, one of the only claps, a woman sings and the center two flamenco dancers. And within seconds, the mood turns to the beat of sonntaeglich to saturday night, the pounding of paragraphs, firm steps to shake the wax. And
to Pia's independence non-plastic-wooden huts self-catering plan (which now includes a smokehouse) is joined by the great demand, but to learn flamenco.
Next day: cucumber around happily in the city, "world famous" fish & chips on Granville Iceland, an evening stroll and go to bed earlier to get fit for cross-border be ...
Goodbye, Canada! Howdy USA! Since no bible in the room.
(to be continued)
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