Last weekend I went with Donna & Nick to Whistler. It was supposed to be a quartet, but someone hurt himself Thursday and couldn’t join us. Note: This someone is a hero. He biked home highhandedly carrying my Jugo Juice rushing to try and make it before I had to head out for a work meet-up. Then, when he wiped-out on his bike (avoiding a vehicle), he held my drink aloft and came home limping, but carrying my prize in one piece. Truly, my knight in shining armour <3 Since we had planned a weekend of activity (horseback riding, swimming, canoeing and hiking), Cas opted to take the wise course and rest-up.
Since my companions for the weekend both had a professional camera and über-regular blogger-skills, I am taking the lazy way of updating you on my weekend. You can read Day 1 (canoeing adventures) to experience my harrowing escape from wild panthers (see photo) or Day 2 in which I sell my soul to a eucalyptus sauna.
However, while my ravaged-by-wild-beast-demon-animals photo is very rad, the scrapes have already begun to fade and if I was going to pick one photo to sum up the weekend, it would be this one. This (even though it requires no translation) is me being fierce.
kdot does not approve of fun.