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Day trippin'

We headed out into the BC wilderness on Saturday and ended up lounging poolside by Blackcomb mountain on Sunday.

This weekend is a great example of why I love D and I why I feel so grateful for moments of spontaneity.

We headed to Alice Lake for a day hike, in our hiking gear, with enough water to last a few hours.

After surviving without stumbling upon a bear, we got back to the car and decided hey, do we wanna head home? Nah, let's head to Whistler, stay at the Fairmont & pamper ourselves for 24 hours.

We had been there before and knew what to expect. All we needed was the right $$ answer from the lovely Crystal on the reservation line & we were set.

A quick trip to Marks & we had underwear, outfits for dinner & gear for the spa & pools with views.

I'm lucky & privileged that I can just pick up & go whenever I want.

Cliche as it sounds, you only get one ride on this roller coaster. I'm so glad, even with my feet firmly planted, that the world explorer in me will still take advantage of opportunities when they arise.

And, that I have a great navigator & partner-in-adventure on this amazing journey.


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