Benjibopper

Busted flat in Rupert - rain pourin in - me under a V-roof picnic table shelter sippin' gas station coffee, Sleepy Sadie out in the tent oblivious to appropriate rains. BC ferries are designed not to connect with each other - part of a Board of Tourism plot to keep up accomodation spending in small-town BC.

Sadie rose playful giddy - me on the rag again. Playing the avoidance game with my books and walking trails. We went for island-priced Sushi on the mainland, eating bioregional irreplaceable pieces of the ocean.

Labels: 2001, non-fiction, Travel, west coast