well, it was a good holiday. Camped at Green Point, on the beach at Pacific Rim, Saturday to Thursday. Only a little rain, the first day, which of course soaked the tent we had borrowed and made it so we were slopping around in wet oogy sleeping bags for a few nights. Once something's wet, on the west coast, it stays wet. Unless you take it down on the beach and bake it in the sun for a while. There was a bear in the campsite but we didn't see it. On Tuesday there were frantic messages on my cell phone that no-one had turned up to work at the booth... as I expected. Boys. He'd slept in, but it wasn't Dylan, the new boy, it was Joseph, who for some reason had agreed to work for Alison, who for some reason was in Parksville. When I said I was leaving her in charge, I kinda meant that maybe she'd work? And not parcel out her shifts to the unreliable? Whatever. By the time I persuaded my cell phone to make outgoing calls (by standing on the hood of the car) Joseph had arrived at the booth and was deeply apologetic.

It was fun to lie on the beach and watch the others swim. I find the water too cold (read: I Can't Feel My Lower Extremities) and am quite happy to leave the fun to them. We headed into Tofino one of the days but there were too many people so we just bought chocolate and went back to the campsite.