And back

Vancouver in the autumn is much the same as London, wet and windy although not cold. Our hotel was amazing. We were on the 16th floor in a two bedroom suite, kitchen, lounge and even had a washing machine and drier. The rooms all had floor to ceiling glass which took a bit of getting used to.

We stayed two nights and I made good use of the hotel bar meeting some interesting folk. The barman Craig had a history of running pubs in south London so we had a lot to talk about.

The 5 hour drive down to Penticton was through some beautiful countryside despite the torrential rain. Tomorrow I have two people coming to look at the van hoping one will buy it before we fly back on Tuesday. Archie has booked the Greyhound bus back to Golden and is excited about the skiing season before him.

So thats the end of the trip, many thousands of miles to California and back. One thing for sure, I will never camp in a tent again! Too much like hard work what with bears, rats and cougars sniffing about. Did I enjoy it? Yes. Would I do it again? NO!