So to begin where we last ended, me and dad left Ft St John for Prince George where we stayed for a couple of nights so dad could see the place in all its glory.  I also randomly ran in to a (not so) old friend which was a nice surprise. PG doesn't have all that much to offer but we had a busy time. We moved on with the Greyhound to Clinton, which really seems to be the land that everybody forgot. There we met up with aunt Cheryl and started our road trip to Castlegar.

      We made it trough some rocky sights to eventually end up in Penticton where we had dinner and stayed at some motel before moving on. Well rested we started our wine tasting adventure. I would never have guessed that Canada was a good country for wine, but I was mistaking. Wine tasting was not only tasty it was also fun! I did get a tiiiny bit drunk and as we rapped up the day we had tons of bottles in the car.

      Arriving in Castlegar we unloaded the vehicle and it was time for enjoying the sunshine and relaxing. We spent a day in Nelson and did really nothing at all, like any good vacation. After a couple of days I left dad behind and moved on to Kelowna and Meg. We had a few nice and hot beach days and a real good storm. Together we went to Penticton to see Lindsay and we stayed at her friends' cabin on the lake. That was a sweet time, drinking and tanning, but all good things have and end and I got on the bus to PG.

       There was some bus drama with a flat tire and a broken air conditioner before I finally arrived in my former home. I had a few last days with friends that I will miss more than a lot. I visited some old favorite places and I did my best to enjoy what was really a sad time. There was laughter (of course) and we have now officially established what a bad bowler I am. When it was time to leave it felt much worse than I ever imagined it would.

       After an unbelievably long journey I finally arrived in Stockholm. My dear friend Mia and her sister Linda were waiting for me at arrivals and as I saw them I finally realized that I really were on familiar ground again and it got a little emotional. The first couple of days were just unreal and I was completely confused.

      I guess by now I have settled in and it feels like I never really left at all. Its weird, that's pretty much all I can say about it. I love having my own space again so that's good. It still confuses me sometimes when people speak Swedish and that's bad. I still have a ridiculously long list of things to do and most important is going back to work, since I'm absolutely broke, which does not sound good at all. I've had a fun night out with my friends and I've touched one of my brothers' snakes, very brave and very gross. I'm just taking it as it goes.

I will miss Canada and my dear friends very, very, very, much

     So, there is really not much to say about the last three weeks. Or rather, there is lots to say but not enough words. As the last entry ended I was in Victoria with Victoria. Doing nothing at all can sometimes be equal to doing everything you could ever want, and that is just what it was. Her house is filled with a fantastic crazy family and leaving them behind was, as always, heartbreaking. Truth be told, I am getting used  to all the heartache by now anyhow.
      The visit on the Island ended when I was going back to the mainland to meet up with dad who had flown over from Sweden. After a long ferry ride combined with an even longer bussride I met the slightly more greyhaired man at Vancouver airport. We stayed at cous Jords house for a few days and were extremely good tourists and managed to visit Granville Island, Stanley Park, Davie Street, the Key market, Capilano Suspension bridge, Robson street and Im sure Im missing something. After that we went back to the Island.
     Once again I was doing a little bit of everything and still not much. Went to a golfclub and to the driving range that Vickis brother worked at (I suck at golf), there was some more rockclimbing (which I rock at, haha) and a lot of laughter. After about a week we got a ride to Port McNeil (which is basically a couple of houses gathered on the shore). Took the bus from there to Port Hardy which is barely more exciting than PM. 
      From PH we were going on the Northern Adventures, a ferrie ride through the Inside Passage. Its a 15 hour ride that goes thorugh many beautiful sights. Sadly, I am not all that in to nature sights and boats tend to make me seasick so I spent most of my time sleeping on the floor, but dad enjoyed it. The ride ended in Prince Rupert where we stayed another day to go touristing. 
      From PR we took the train to PG which is also supposed to be a very pretty ride and a popular tourist attraction. The train was comfortable and fairly interesting so I am glad I did that. The train ended up in my old home PG and it was ambivalent to be back there after two months on the road. Since we only spent the night in PG we didn't see too much of it but the worlds best Kathy Mayes drove us around for a while so we could see some. Early morning came after a night at hotel and we jumped on a Greyhound to McKenzie.
      McKenzie is a city that doesn't seem to have too much to offer but luckily we only spent a short while there before Kate came and picked us up and drove us through a very scenic drive to Fort St John where we are now. We have enjoyed a lovely Canada Day with a parade and fireworks but mostly we are just hanging aroung the house doing nothing (I payed a visit to my dear old friend Mr Block Buster) and are enjoying our vacation.
       Tomorrow we are going back to PG with Bob (no Greyhound, yay!) for a couple of nights and some touristing before jumping on the bus to Clinton where auntie Cheryl will pick us up. There will potentially be some winetasting in Kelowna before heading to Castlegar. I will stay in Castlegar for a couple of days and then leave dad behind to visit my friends Meghan and Kara in Kelowna. The visit might be followed by a trip to Penticton with Meghan and cous Lindsey before haeding back to PG one final time.
      Don't ask me about what's to come after my final Canadian weeks 'cause I really don't know what to answer and it's all very confusing.