I said in my last post that we were leaving Vancouver on Sunday, but Cher, our lovely sister-in-law didn't want us to leave so...we stayed an extra day. We left Monday morning and drove to the Peace Arch Border Crossing and were in line 1/2 hr or so before we were on our way into Washington State. We had no trouble at the crossing. We were asked a few questions and then sent on our way. We drove to Anacortes after stopping at a casino to see what their rv parking rates were. Mike said they were 22.00 for full hookups but we wanted to go on to Anacortes. We are staying at the Fidalgo Bay RV resort. Their cost is similar but the view is more spectacular and we're not spending money in the casino.We are facing the huge oil refinery and it looks like Christmas outside right now with all the lights from the refinery. We drove downtown for groceries and Mike, I am proud to say, is learning to maneuver the moho very easily.
I have decided to tie the dog's leash to the closed seat belt on the chair behind the passenger front seat. That way he stays on the seat. He behaved pretty good today. He is starting to understand the command "stop it" when he starts to whine.
Yesterday we went out with Bob and Cher downtown to the waterfront and walked from Howe street to Cordova Street. There is a beautiful walkway all along the waterfront and we made it to the end but twice stopped to rest on the way back. We saw the new Vancouver Convention Centre; which by the way is "Closed for the Olympics, will reopen in the Spring". We were a little miffed to say the least that the general public is not allowed in to see this architectural, taxpayer paid, marvel.
We picked Weaver up at Bob's before going out for dinner at Wings restaurant. As soon as we walked into the house we noticed that the closet door had red streaks all over it and that there was paper or something all over the floor. On closer inspection we saw that Weaver had tried to claw his way out of the house (wrong door though). Apparently he had to go to the bathroom and couldn't get out. He broke a nail and that is what the blood was about. I took him upstairs and cleaned his foot with hydrogen peroxide. He didn't mind that at all. We took him back to the moho and put up his kennel. We plopped him in there with his food and water and bed and he didn't make a peep. Mike turned on the radio for his comfort and we woke him up when we got home.
As for dinner, we waited about half an hour and then were seated on the patio. We managed to devour some of the best wings we've ever had anywhere, including home, and watch the Canucks pull of a shutout win over Colorado. It was quite interesting to watch the young man at the next table try the hottest wing available. Let me see now...he stood up after one bite and proceeded to drink every other persons' drinks at that table, all the while making ohhhh sounds with his mouth, until the waitress passed by and he asked for milk. It came quickly and he downed that in 10 seconds flat. Meanwhile the others drinks had been replenished and he continued to drink their drinks. Finally he admitted that he felt a little bit better. We think he had about 10 drinks that evening one after the other, including beer and what looked like iced tea and the milk. Bet he was up a few times that night.lol
Thanks, Bob and Cher, for the great weekend. It would have been great if you could have come with us.
Vicki, look after yourself and get well soon and thanks again Vicki and Dave (the chef) for a great meal Saturday night.
