VACAY DAY 1

Pitch black outside. The sound of the roaring, rolling surf filtering in my open window. The air smells so fresh, so clean. Like a drug.
By a limo to a big plane to a little plane we arrived in Tofino, BC by mid afternoon. I’m still in a daze. So much planning, nail biting, healing, praying and now, here we are.

ON VACATION.

The wedding is the day after tomorrow. We were the first guests to arrive. We figured taking an extra day to settle in was wise given the frenzy of arrivals that will monopolize tomorrow. A. and her mum are taking us to the big tree trail tomorrow morning on a nearby island, to walk along a boardwalk and take in the soaring cathedral like trees of the coast line.
The last time we went away, we went to Egypt to dive in the Red Sea. Absolute heaven and tranquil calm awaited us under the sea. Exploding colour and serenity with so much marine life, we would sometimes just float in the ebb and flow of the current. One of the best parts was the chance to adventure independently, at our own pace. The second half of our trip we journeyed up the Nile and were taken back in time to the time of the pharaohs. Spent our last week in Rome – eating, walking, shopping and more walking. 3 weeks of ancient wonder.
Tofino is one of the most beautiful places on Earth. Small fishing town with stellar surf, nestled on a bay below the rain forest of Clayquot Sound. The craggy mountains and rocky shores, with big majestic redwoods and Douglas fir, moody gray and silver toned sky. There is so much natural beauty. It’s mind blowing.
E’s never been to Vancouver Island. Only half a day spent here, and already he’s in love with the rain forest and ocean. I doubt it would take much convincing for him to consider moving our life out here.
My back has been acting up all day, due, I think, to the cramped sitting on both flights. Lounged in T-botz’s hot tub, took an easy stroll along the beach, sipped some honey mead. Resting in bed while E joined the families for dinner in town. I’m too sore to go along. I am worried that this will be a common theme this week. Unfortunately I don’t have the crazy endurance that I did the last time I was here.
I love the sound of the ocean beating against the shore. So lulling, so captivating. I love falling asleep to the sounds and hissing of the ocean. I’m thinking of renting a wetsuit and bobbing about in the shallows while Erick has his surfing lessons. Hydrotherapy and negative ions = optimal health.