Which is to say, nothing grand or life-altering. Just nothing particularly noteworthy to post here. For my Mexico trip that lasted sixteen days, it took me four months to report on it in manageable chunks. Let's keep this post brief.
July has been reconnecting with friends and family as much as I can. I'm still missing some, our schedules just aren't lining up right. Such is life.
I saw my friend who's been travelling for the past six months, we went for tea at our usual tea place Shaktea down on Main St. The next weekend she and a friend prepared dishes from countries they'd traveled, namely eastern Europe and India, with exotic names that are lost on me now but all were delicious.
I saw my parents out in their desert - it's already hot enough everywhere in BC now, let alone a desert. There I was hiking/geocaching for six hours along the White Lake/Mahoney Lake loop trail, a fine afternoon both challenging (the grade is a terrible grind if you go clockwise!) and rewarding. I saw a bear.
I saw my friend in White Rock, a welcoming oasis from the city-life.
I hiked/geocached more up around Cypress mountain, finishing up a multi-stage geocache I'd been ticking away at for a few days. I saw a coyote.
I attended a Pink Martini concert; brilliant musicianship and great vocals, of festive jazzy/bossa nova style that invited us to form a congo line onstage, and a Keb Mo concert which is probably the most positive/optimistic blues I've ever heard.
I attended a gathering of geocachers for a Winter Games - in the summer. That was a fantastic time and I laughed and cheered much. Kudos to the organizers for their creativity of these snow-themed events without snow (wearing milk jugs on our feet for a 'snowshoe' race?!)
I have emails trickling in from some faraway friends. Hello out there!
Little trips and events, all enjoyable. Now I plan and prepare for August, which will be travelling farther elsewhere.
