The moment after you keep going even though you’re ready to give up, and you realize that it was worth the pain because it got you where you are right now.

I believe that everybody’s got to put in their time. Then you can enjoy what you worked for.

Very honestly though, kayaking is not my thing. H has been whining to go though, so I finally gave in and planned a trip with a couple other pals this Sunday. What a grey day, rained a bit. I treated myself to some Honey Doughnuts after we reached Cates Park:

 

It was not as good as I recall! Maybe because they were stuffed in the kayak in a dry bag for a good 2 hours. Not the soft, fluffy fried dough that I recall. Maybe I’ll stick to the waffles at Cafe Orso on future trips to Deep Cove.

Day 2:

It was raining and I was still full from Chipotle, so decided to have a juice and go to bed. Millennium Park is pretty cool.

Day 3: Drove a total of 6 hours to visit some customers in Wisconsin where FISH FRY and CHEESE would be the food highlights of the state. I wouldn’t move here, although people I met were AMAZINGLY friendly.

During the drive, got some good bonding time in with R. His lifestyle is a mix of redneck, hipster, and yuppie – fishing on a boat, truck driving, moonshine loving, travel addicted… Had dinner with his wife and baby the night before. His kid puts all other babies to shame and now I really don’t want children, just because of the competition.

Noodles and Company for lunch:

MAC & CHEESE – I LOVE YOU.

Trip has been a success. H was not happy because I left him alone for so many days and I’m spending all summer at the Vancouver Farmers Markets. We’ll work it out, but he does FPH (fat pay hey – Chinese for throw a fit) quite a lot.