Our car had served us well, so before returning it I took the time to pose with it for some calendar shots.




This picture, taken in the car rental lot, was meant to illustrate our road-warrior prowess over our 8-day trip. But you can't really read it, so I'll tell you what is says: 2261.9 kilometres.




Our last taste of Bill Reid and the ubiquitous native culture in B.C. came in the airport, where they have a rather stunning jade-coloured piece with its own viewing area.




Alas, we were to be stuck in the airport much longer than we had planned. Bad weather in Toronto meant planes were late arriving in Vancouver, with a trickle-down effect on our flight home. While we waited, a security guard on a Segway surveyed the situation.




At last! Our plane is here! We can go home. Sadly, not so. Originally scheduled to leave at 10:40pm, it was after 1am when we finally made it into the air, thanks to a dearth of cabin crew to make our flight a happy one.




It was a long trip, but we were on our way home. Tired, but happy.

And that's pretty much it.

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