Oh, Siri Me
It’s time to confess that I’m developing a relationship with Siri
It’s time to confess that I’m developing a relationship with Siri
We’ve just arrived back in Canada. Let me set the scene with a “prequel”.
Welcome to Pender Island – please leave the city behind.
When we drove off the ferry at Otter Bay a couple of days ago, these words in the Welcome to Pender Island brochure felt a bit cliched. Now, I think we’re finally starting to understand.
I’ve learned that every visitor to Canada wants to see a bear. They just don’t want to see one when they’re walking on a lonely trail through the woods.
As we watch our host climb back up the steep path to the main house, followed by a menagerie of one dog, three cats and two chickens, Nanette comments – “Maybe she is trying to kill us after all.”
I only have two jobs when we travel – well, I reckon one out of two really isn’t that bad
“Well,” she had said, “my cousin Leroy went to Osoyoos back in ‘98. He said the hardware store is way popular with them tourist fellers.” We decide that, if it’s good enough for Cousin Leroy, it’s definitely worth a try.
It’s only cold until the rain starts, then it’s cold and wet.
Travelling or staying with family and friends is always a mix of the good, the bad, and the occasional bizarre. We’re pretty convinced that the good outweighs the bad, but maybe that’s just because we choose good friends. The bizarre? Well, that’s probably just our normal
This blog is a bit different from my usual postings – in particular, it’s all true. It’s a bit long, so continue reading if you’re interested.