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.