We all slept great. Maybe too great. I woke up with a whopper of a headache. We went to the pool as we promised the kids another go round on the huge water slide. Then, we headed to Denny's because it was in the hotel and easy. We ordered and I told David I needed to go to the restroom where I puked. I'm not sick, but I think it was a combination of everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. The only thing worse than puking is doing it in a Denny's bathroom. At least the were clean, kind of.
David had got our rental car earlier that morning. We packed up and left our hotel by noon and headed for the ferry to Gibsons. The roads were just gorgeous in Vancouver. Look at these trees lining this street!
This was the cool bridge.
I've never been on a ferry with a car. It was a neat experience and super simple. I thought it would be more complicated. It wasn't at all.
The kids on the ferry.
My daily obligatory picture.
It was just stunning views everywhere you look.
Somewhere on the ferry, I started feeling like myself again. Thank goodness. We got to Uncle Terry and Aunt Paula's home and we were all so happy to be done with traveling for awhile (or ever). They are such sweet people. We had some lunch and walked to the beach.
Emily was walking on this log above the water.
This is their daughter, cousin Amy, and Emily found a new best friend.
They swam in the ocean.
And looked for shells and beach glass.
They decorated this long and named her Shelly the Seahorse. They put hair on her and everything.
David, Amy and Aunt Paula went for a swim.
The boys were thrilled playing on the beach with sticks and pretending to be ninjas.
Uncle Terry took Ben on a logride.
Ben made this stick stand up in the stand. He thought he was super cool.
My girl looking sweet.
Emily eating a dead crab or pretending to.
This is such a nice small town. Everyone knows everyone. This dog lives a few houses down on the beach and he just walked down and went swimming with us and got some love. Then, he walked back home.
The kids played with a dead baby jellyfish.
For a self proclaimed "not an outdoor person", Ben loves water. He was running up and down the beach totally in his element.
This was the path to the beach. It was awesome. I love all the greenery. Blackberry bushes are growing wild everywhere.
Emily hitched a ride on cousin Amy for the part of the walk.
Emily and Uncle Terry played a card game. The tree behind them is covered in moss and so cool.
David and cousin Greg.
They made us a great dinner of ribs, corn and chili. It was so good.
Aunt Paula, Emily and Noah became slug hunters tonight. Armed with the shaker of salt, they got 5 of them. Apparently, they will eat the entire garden over night.
I started the day puking in a toilet at Denny's and ended the day here. A complete 180. I'm excited to explore this beautiful place and enjoy our wonderful relatives.