Time seems to be ticking down faster and faster and while we’ve got lots of little important errands to run and things to tidy away, we’re now also trying to have a few moments of quality time to say goodbye to the people we’re going to miss the most.
This weekend just gone, I spent four days in Castlepoint with my sister, Alicia. Just hanging out, spending time on the beach, climbing rocks, eating, drinking and chatting.
These experiences feel more important when you know they’re your last chance for a year or more - they seem to have more quality and you take time to commit them to memory, so you have something to tide you over until next time.
Mum brought Sebastian and joined us for Saturday afternoon and stayed the night, so we got to have lots of fun with them too.
We celebrated Guy Fawkes day on November 5th with fireworks on the windless beach and a fair amount of cider.
And we spent a lot of time exploring the area, playing on the rocks and lounging on the beach.
We had an amazing time and Alicia is already planning her next trip to go back there. It’s a truly beautiful place.
While I was away, Louise spent the weekend at her mum’s place and helped her out around the garden. We both came back from our weekends exhausted, achey yet totally relaxed and happy.
We’re looking forward to the next 13 days, which will be filled with a lot of the same good times!
Or so it seemed to us after spending a few days exploring!
Winnipeg is… drinking beers on Osborne St, 1am and still 30 degrees celcius.
Art and history surprising you around every corner
The Slurpy capital of North America. 7/11s are filled with people queuing to refill their bucket-sized slurpy cups.
Friendly people offering up their pools, a cold beer, some Manitoba strawberries…
Freshwater beaches, with trees and sun-dappled grass just metres away from the sandy shores.
We joined with hundreds of locals at Lac du Bonnet to celebrate Canada day. There was a carnival and beer garden, fireworks on the beach, and we stood for the national anthem for the first time.
Then the next day, we got to celebrate Canada day again - this time on Osborne St in Winnipeg city. I wore a Canadian flag as a cape.
The street was filled with homos and hipsters; it was fantastic! Like a big gay street party with free hugs, happy drunks and red and white accessories everywhere!
And you know, all this great stuff happened BEFORE the Winnipeg Folk Festival; which (along with catching up with some amazing friends) was the whole reason we drove all the way out here!
You know, I’ve never had as much fun in a Canadian city as I had in Winnipeg. It may have been because we had a few pearler friends to show us around and tell us a little of the history of the places we went. Or it may have been because it reminded us so much of Wellington, with its cafes and patio bars crammed full of cultured bohemian types. I think it was a combination.
Winnipeg is classy and open-minded while also being relaxed and humble enough to let me bum around in bare feet. Winnipeg doesn’t judge, it shrugs, smiles and joins in.
Thanks to Bre and Randi for putting up with us, and to Braden, Quinn, Grant, Ben, Al, Johnny, Brenlee, Lindsay, Alicia and all our other new friends who made Winnipeg such a great experience!
Next up, the awesomeness of the festival.