Tonight we fled the ridiculous post-Stanley Cup mayhem of Vancouver (how awful) to catch the last ferry to Sidney. Now, a world away, it's 12:30 a.m. and we are sitting in near silence on the boat, contemplating the journey ahead of us. Blue is loudly gnawing one of his old bones, water is gently lapping against the boat and the occasional insomniac goose squawks. No complaints. Tomorrow we will have a last day of errands and organizing and on Friday, we are off!
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