Our last night out started modestly and escalated quickly. Casual beers with Jack turned into heavier indulgence with Jack, Becca, Derek, Jess, and her Uncle. It was great. I am still kicking myself that we didn't get a picture of the group. But it was a fantastic night, and a great way to end my trip. Specifically the car ride after the bar that took us on a tour through the lower east side of Vancouver. My first time seeing a real, live, "lady of the night"... if you know what I mean ;)
Alas, the night ended and I found myself back at the apartment, packing and cleaning at 2:30am.
The alarm went off at 5:45am, as scheduled, I caught a cab, and was off to the airport to fly home.
In my three weeks in BC, I met so many new people, did so many more things, and got so much more exhausted than I had at any point in the first half of the year. Such a whirlwind adventure... all packed in to only three weeks. Hard to believe it's over.
To my host in Whistler, as well as my hosts in Vancouver. You guys ROCK. I know I am messy and probably smell bad and/or get annoying sometimes... but without you, I wouldn't be alive right now. Literally.
And to all the people I met, ran in to, caught up with, chatted with, partied with, or worked with... THANKS for helping me have such a fantastic, epic, supercalafrejulisticexbialidocious, once-in-a-lifetime experience! I will never forget you.
Peace Out, BC!