Alberta

Home, Home On The Range

It just wouldn't be a trip to Medicine Hat
without a stop to feed the gophers.

It's a bit funny to write my first "Back in Canada" post two months after the "I'm back in Canada" moment. Maybe then I would have had some more profound sentiments to share, but as of now, life is just going on.

This is what life is these days: University (consisting of French grammar & medieval literature, German, Spanish and Ocean Science), trying to scrape up some free time now and then, getting our apartment together (which I think we have finally achieved, although I think it will never be DONE), getting things done that need to be done. And that last one is taking more time that I could have possibly imagined. School, I imagine it takes a lot of my time and it does. But my To-Do list with no more than 6 things on it took me 4 hours today? And I didn't even leave the house.

Hooray for being independent.

Driver change pit-stop.


Little brother got hungry.


Lovely wheat field.


Cyril & Joel checkin' out Grandma & Pappa's new crib.


The toilets at Medalta Potteries.


Medalta.


She was too busy eating to care about us.


Alberta Badlands.


Hoodoo with seats!


T-Rex and the Royal Tyrell Museum!


Dinosaur!


Strange animal.


Lake Louise.


We are a very enthusiastic looking bunch.


The drive home got foggy!

It's the start of my favorite month today.

Ireland

Ireland = amazing & amazingly green.

I've never tried out this public link business that I'm going to put up here because, frankly, there are too many pictures to upload and reorganize here as well as there.

CLICK TO GET PICTURES.

So there they are.

I'm glad Cyril got to finally see it; he's been wanting to go for a long time. We did a lot; saw a lot. Many, many bus tours. Many, many days of wearing my Sea-Bands on the windy, narrow, often cliff-side roads on large buses.

Next time I go to Ireland, however, I will make darn sure I'm old enough to rent a car! Hopefully by then I will be confident enough to drive in narrow-streeted Europe and on the left-hand side. Yikes.

Yet to come: photos from trips a bit closer to home, wherever that is.

England

In the Land of Angles

Heading back in time for a minute, we'll go to the beginning of August. Yes, it has been that long since I posted. And because of that, events are not as fresh in the old brain as they would have been had I been a good blogger, so yes. So minimal commentaries, I suppose.

Plymouth




Driving through Dartmoor.






Aquarium.










Pub.






Bill, Auntie Peggy, Roger, Margaret, Cyril.


Poole


Bill, Pauline and that Swiss guy in the gusting July wind.








Cliffs near "Old Harry".


Getting blown off the cliffs.




The lonely rock is Old Harry.


Yeah, we were that close!


Tropics. In England.




Heather in July.






Durdle Door.




London


Church of Scientology, uh-oh.


At the airport.

Which leads nicely into: Ireland. Coming soon. Wait for it. Watch for it. Soon. Here.