Here's a snippet of what we were listening to on our looong drive up the Coquihalla. Poor Chris had the onerous job of focusing on the road, while the rest of us cried and laughed so hard that our abs were sore!
¿What do you think about the revolution of the sweet potatoes?
Tormented and tired of being in the shadows of the yam.. the sweet potato decisively revolted and took control of its identity.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Not a creature was stirring...
This year we threw tradition out the window and disappeared into the Rocky Mountains and spent Christmas in Fairmont Hot Springs with our good friends, Karli and Chris.
What would normally be a ten-hour drive was a gruelling twelve hours with winter road conditions factored in. It snowed all the way from Vancouver to Fairmont - it was beauteous.
Surrounding us was the the most serene winter wonderland. When we weren't out for our daily strolls in the snow, we lazily lounged about the cabin warmed by a wood-burning fireplace and Polar Bears (Hot Chocolate and Peppermint Schnapps).
The lack of holiday shopping madness was not missed amongst the quiet bliss of nature. Even a short drive to Invermere on Christmas Eve was pleasant and unhurried.
Every year at this time, holiday craft markets and social obligations have our batteries near drained. Our week in the Rockies is just what we needed to relax and recharge.




What would normally be a ten-hour drive was a gruelling twelve hours with winter road conditions factored in. It snowed all the way from Vancouver to Fairmont - it was beauteous.
Surrounding us was the the most serene winter wonderland. When we weren't out for our daily strolls in the snow, we lazily lounged about the cabin warmed by a wood-burning fireplace and Polar Bears (Hot Chocolate and Peppermint Schnapps).
The lack of holiday shopping madness was not missed amongst the quiet bliss of nature. Even a short drive to Invermere on Christmas Eve was pleasant and unhurried.
Every year at this time, holiday craft markets and social obligations have our batteries near drained. Our week in the Rockies is just what we needed to relax and recharge.

Christmas day at the crack of dawn

Moi, finding my sea legs at Panorama

Karli and Chris

Tapas & Dim Sum in Fairmont Hot Springs
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Vive le Métro
I was barely 16 when I first visited Paris in April 1981. As a Christmas gift from my parents, I was permitted to tag along with my then best friend on her school trip to France during Spring Break.
It was during one evening in the social room of the auberge de jeunesse that I first heard, "In the Air Tonight", which had not yet been released in the US. To this day, I still cannot listen to this song without automatically being transported back in time...to when my love affair with France and all things French had begun.
Our friend Paul's blog featured this video clip of the a cappella music group, Naturally 7 sharing some Phil Collin's love on a Paris Metro. Not as titillating as Tom and Rebecca's love scene, but equally as captivating.
It was during one evening in the social room of the auberge de jeunesse that I first heard, "In the Air Tonight", which had not yet been released in the US. To this day, I still cannot listen to this song without automatically being transported back in time...to when my love affair with France and all things French had begun.
Our friend Paul's blog featured this video clip of the a cappella music group, Naturally 7 sharing some Phil Collin's love on a Paris Metro. Not as titillating as Tom and Rebecca's love scene, but equally as captivating.
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