More food eaten.
Gifts boxed up for the return home.
Bags packed.
Stuck in ice, wheels spinning out of control.
Jeep died.
Called BCAA.
Vehicle towed to a garage.
We were driven to the ferry terminal. Became walk-ons, with most of our luggage. (the remains at my folks place)
Bus ride from hell, from Horseshoe Bay to downtown, Upper Levels Highway closed due to snow.
SkyTrain from downtown, to close to home.
Walk with luggage to home.
Survived the trek, arrived back to our nest. No one speaking to one another, we are all exhausted, and in need of down time.
Today could not have been any more hectic and fucked up. Well ok, it could have, but I REFUSE to think about how that could have happened.
Jennifer ... Vancouver's Sex Educator, Sexuality Coach and Activist. The content of this blog is not suited for those under the age of 18. What you'll find here is a written account of my personal journey in sex positive culture both personally and professionally.
