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How’s the weather?


Before I came home to Victoria, Ottawa’s weather was nothing short of lovely, and Victoria’s weather was nothing short of complete crap. Then, I hop off the plane and the situation is reversed, with Victoria enjoying the gorgeous heat and sunshine and Ottawa getting dumped on with rain and other unpleasantries. Coincidence? I think not.

I arrived here late last Friday night. The weather has been amazing, I’ve filled my days with fun, relaxation and lots of visiting and still had time to incorporate more important and pressing issues, like keeping up to date on Canada’s Next Top Model, keeping the toes pedicured, some deep yogic breathing (on the beach, no less), and getting a bit of a tan. Life is truly beautiful.

Of course, I AM on vacation.

100% of my annual vacation days are usually spoken for prior to the year actually having begun. When you are from here, and you’re living there, and there is not some place untolerable, you tend (or I do) to use up the time in a way that maximizes your time here and not there. It’s not too hard to do. Work with the long weekends, start watching airfares at least 6 months in advance, plan like crazy (thank you, Facebook), and the rest just falls into place. It’s kind of annoying to not have those random days when you feel like taking a long weekend here or there, but I wouldn’t trade a longer trip home for anything. My life would be so much easier if my parents had decided to set up shop in Winnipeg. Curse you, good taste.

I handled this trip a little differently than usual. Usually, I plan out every minute to maximize the time. This is how I lead my life in Ottawa on the average workday, so it would make sense that I would do the same on vacation. However, it really takes the vacation out of the…vacation, so this time I have made a point of not overbooking, not cramming in tiny visits here and there, but making a point to spend some time on my own, just doing my normal Victoria things. In a lot of ways, it feels like I never left. I love that.


It has come to my attention that there are a number of things about Victoria that the mind shoves away, making room for only the “best of”. This is a great use of mindspace, but means that I have a teeny reality check when I return. For example, the city is teeming (yes, teeming) with the elderly. It is truly God’s waiting room. When the speed limit is 50 km/hr (like most of Victoria), they are the ones driving at about 18. They usually have Kleenex in the back window of their four-door sedans, which makes them easier to spot, since you can’t always see their white hair over the head-rest. Proceed with caution, keeping in mind that if the stop sign was not there when they got their licenses (approximately 100 years ago), they do not consider it to be there now.

The speed limit itself is also a bit hard to take. It’s not hard to adjust to after a day or so, but when you’re used to going everywhere at 130, 30 feels like you are actually going backwards. I’m now back to Victoria speed, and have resumed my old practice of occasionally allowing someone else through the four-way stop ahead of me, just to be nice. I accompany this with a wave, a smile and a nod. Typical Victoria:

“You go!”
“No, YOU go!”
“No…really, you go. I insist.”
“Well, OK, I guess I’ll go…but are you SURE you don’t want to go first?”
“Well, OK, I guess I’ll go…but are you SURE you don’t want to go first?”
(both go)
(small collision)
“How could this have happened?”
“Beats me. Hey…aren’t you Jim’s sister?”


Kurtis is going to loathe Victoria.

So far, besides the above-noted vacation items, I have accomplished the following:

1. Reunited with high school friends who I haven’t seen since 1998. AND figured out that sometimes, high school rivalries do not die, despite 10 years having passed, no recollection of said rivalry on my part (actually, no recollection of her name, either), and the fact that we are (apparently) adults. Maybe I should write her a note and fold it into an intricate square.

2. Taught a pit bull how to swim. Contrary to popular belief, not all dogs can instinctively swim. This one just floated (seriously), until I used words of encouragement to make him move his limbs under the water. It was like watching a light go on…so satisfying.

3. Moved Katie from the virtual land of blog into the real, live, face-to-face land of CNTM. Yay!

4. Established that Duncan still sucks…big time. You can put lipstick on a pig…but that’s no reason to stop counting on your way over the bridge.

5. Been asked for ID…twice. I was more than happy to oblige.

6. Hatched a brilliant 2010 commune plan with certain former meat salesperson. So. Smart. We knew that, though.

I’m off to bed. I hope everyone is having a great week and had a wonderful Canada Day!

KP in BC.

July 5, 2007 - 4:28 pm

Shannen - I wish i was on that beach right now. With Dan. And Jaia. And you. And my faraway blog friends.

July 8, 2007 - 6:34 am

rachel Edwards - Krissy, you are so right. And you made me laugh very very hard.

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