Packing and Unpacking

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My mom and I have been unpacking old boxes that were buried deep in closets and corners of the garage, simply to sort through them and pack them up again. Today we found big bins full of our kid crafts and projects. We had a good laugh going through these.

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I found what was probably my first written English essay. I decided to share it as the spelling is simply horrendous and it shows just how difficult learning a second language can be. I’ve made it this far though! Bet my writing doesn’t seem so bad anymore….

It took my mom and I a while to figure it out, but here are a couple of words that gave us trouble, along with their true spelling.

“yose” = was

“quald” = called

“adeus” = others

“stayl” = style

“dithit” = didn’t

“tilleud” = tired

“billing” = being

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Props to my mom for keeping these treasures. My siblings and I can look back and see our improvements or simply have a good laugh. Anyone else’s mom keeps boxes and boxes of your old drawings and letters?

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Today I also made homemade raspberry & peach sorbet. Next time you make a smoothie, freeze it in a big container instead of drinking it. Then pull out the container to thaw for 30 minutes, and use a spoon to scrape out the frozen smoothie. Ta-da! Your very own sorbet.

English Bay

English Bay sky; interesting building by the water

English Bay sky; interesting building by the water

When we visit Vancouver, we usually stay at the Sands Best Western in English Bay. It is a beautiful neighbourhood for casual morning walks (obviously accompanied by casual photo-taking) and it is an area dense with cute boutiques and restaurants. There are always new shops to explore. The ocean and gorgeous mountains may seem like minor details, but they truly make all the difference.

The Red Umbrella; dad and his omelette; my beautiful latte

The Red Umbrella; dad and his omelette; my beautiful latte

One morning I was really craving eggs so we decided to try out The Red Umbrella, only one block from the hotel. One must not be fooled by the mediocre exterior and the cafeteria-style tables and layout, because the food was delicious and –most importantly– the coffee was up to standards. I would go back there for breakfast any time.

English Bay beach; The Boathouse Fish & Chips

English Bay beach; The Boathouse Fish & Chips

After our breakfast, my dad had to go back to the hotel to finish some work. I decided to go walk around for a while. At one point I turned a corner and saw The Boathouse Fish & Chips Restaurant. Though I am not a fan of fish and chips, I love this place. The deck offers a beautiful view of the bay, but I mostly love it because of the great memories it has hosted. When turning the corner and seeing The Boathouse, I couldn’t help tearing up.The last time we ate there was last summer, during my grandpa’s last visit from Quebec before he passed away. That was a wonderful evening: enjoying the sunset from the deck while eating our fish & chips and laughing and bonding as a family. Because of great memories, I love The Boathouse. I love English Bay.