Vacation was so great, and so relaxing, and so grounding. Paul and I reconnected, which was great - not that we were unconnected, but it was nice to be together in stress free, no school, no work, no race situation for a change. We chilled, we slept, we watched an infinite number of terrible movies, we swam (he swam, I rowed beside him), we hung out with Buddy alot, we picked blackberries, I made jam, pies, we camped . . . ah, if only vacation was forever!
One one quiet calm morning up at Gibsons, Paul was doing his routine swim from Soames Pt. to Keats Island and back, and I was doing my usual full speed row to try and keep up with him. The water was flat and glassy, and alive with drift wood from the previous night's high high tide. It was so serene, and then a harbour seal popped up to say hello! We checked each other out and nodded our heads at each other, and the curious little fellow swam next to us for a while. It was grand.
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