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Who Could Ask For Anything More?

This is a diary.. No.. A recollection of a special escape I made out of Ontario and into Beautiful British Colombia thanks to my Aunty and Uncle!

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Part 1
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The only thing that I have no idea how to explain is the feeling of how I feel when I step on to the aircraft bound for a new place. It is exuberant. It is overcoming. I live my life for these journeys that fill my heart with joy and my life with adventure. “It’s oh so nice to go travelin'”.

There are many places I have yet to see and many faces I long to meet. Each of my travels bring me somewhere new, somewhere I haven’t been ever before. This time, for the first time, I get to return to one of my favourite places I’ve seen yet. Beautiful British Colombia. Mixed in with this trip, I make an excursion to just south of the boarder to Seattle. Yes, ladies and gentleman, the home of not knowing, “what to do with those tossed salads and scrambled eggs.”
BC is a family favourite. My mother was often reminded of her home in India when she went to the West Coast. The ocean surrounds you, the culture is diverse, life is full and vibrant. BC is also the first trip I ever took on an airplane just a few short years ago. It was my first of many trips I took solo. It is my privilege to go back and discover so much more, to see the sights I didn’t get to see, to learn all that I can possibly learn.
What’s more is the opportunity I have during my stay to see the people whom distance has kept me separate from. This trip would not have even been possible without the love and the support and the generosity of my Aunty and Uncle in Canada’s prettiest province!
Only God knows how thankful I am to have the best family and the best friends a girl could ask for. God placed amazing people in my life whom I would be utterly lost and incomplete without. Only God knows how much my life has been blessed by all the riches I’ve been handed. Only the finest of people, only the most luxurious kind of love and only the creme de la creme of life experiences will do for me, and my every need has been tended to. I’m thankful to be me.
I’m even thankful for all the the darkness in my life. It has made me recognise the value of life. Without the darkness, the glow of a candle wouldn’t exist. Without the darkness, we wouldn’t appreciate the light. If we simply take lessons from every experience in life, we are the richest minded people on this planet.
Today, as I take my suitcase and my comfiest pair of $5 Ardene sneakers (flower print) to the airports of Canada, I promise to have my eyes wide open. I promise to soak in every part of this nation that I can! I promise to let the light of Canada outshine the dark! O Canada, make a proud Canadian out of me!
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Part 2
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I might not have fully known what to expect waiting for my bag to spiral down the carousel in the tiny airport of Abbotsford, BC, but it took just one glance in my peripheral vision to catch a glimpse of my Aunty. I swung around and wrapped my arms around her for the first time since 2009. To her right stood her new husband whom I had only spoken to by email. The next few days would provide the opportunity to finally get to know him.
Before we went home, we made a stop at Original Joes to feast on the fanciest pita and hummus I have ever tasted and some pot stickers! We raised our glances of Pinot to a week of quality time and adventure. To us. To family.
It was a short ride into Surrey and we stopped by the boarder to pay respects to the flower gardens that boasted an arrangement that Ontario weather could not permit this time of year. In the distance we could see the peace arch – a monument erected to symbolize Canada and the USA as allies. It’s simply an archway with open gates and the words, “may these gates never be closed” and, “children of a common mother”.
We got home and settled in before preparing for a dinner on the town. In tribute to my amazing uncle who introduced himself as a, “culture vulture” and in tribute to my amazing heritage, my Aunty and uncle took me to a quaint restaurant off the white rock harbour, Little India.
We stepped inside to be greeted by the owner. He seated us in our reserved table. The best seat in the house next to the big bay window. We ordered Channa Masala, Butter Chicken and Vindaloo with garlic naan. We sipped on Zinfandel and enjoyed a most decadent meal along with each other’s company.
After our bellies were filled, we filled our lungs with fresh mountain and ocean air on the waterfront. We watched the sunset and the Amtrak train pass along the coast. My heart filled to its content!
Back home, we settled into the living room before bed and spent some time in the company of the family cat! His little body didn’t seem to fit his huge personality. I fell in love immediately.
The first few days of the trip, we explored all the places that BC could offer in such a short amount of time. We visited Stanley Park, Prospect Point, China Town, Little India, West Vancouver, North Vancouver and of course, Horseshoe Bay where I had some fresh cod fish and chips at The Olive & Anchor restaurant. The mist rose over the water and into the mountains from this tiny valley. Native art trickled throughout and the fresh air filled my lungs!
Then began our journey south of boarder into Washington State. We drove along the Chuckanut trail. A highway stretching as far south as Mexico. It was a scenic route to Seattle and Anacortes where we spent the majority of our stay.
In Seattle we stopped to appreciate the Pike Place Market, The First Stabucks and The Museum of Flight. Eggs Benny while overlooking to port in Seattle at Lowell’s Resto just made me, “almost classy” as their slogan has it.
In Anacortes, we took in the vintage feel of the little town and all its vintage boutiques before an excellent prawn fettuccine at Anthony’s Restaurant Patio snuggled in blankets by the fire overlooking the harbour! We fell asleep almost instantly back at the Swinomish Lodge.
On our drive back to BC, we stopped for a TOP NOTCH Mexican feast at Chihuahuas in Ferndale Washington! It was a margarita and burrito heaven of sorts! I still drool just thinking about it. Then we passed through Samish and collected seashells and fearfully watched as my uncle fed his oysters to a bird. I walked along the train tracks to get some snaps along the way and then off we went into the lush forests mountains back to beautiful British Colombia.
Time simply was slipping by. Dinner was spent at Tudor tavern. We came home and fell asleep. By the time we woke up, I needed to pack for my return home. We stopped at a mall nearby to do some last souvenir shopping and headed back to the airport.
Though my vacation was eventful and I was thoroughly spoiled rotten and got to go so many places, what made the journey extra special is who o got to spend it with.
Sometimes, family doesn’t make sense. Sometimes, we don’t look alike or sound alike. Sometimes, we don’t even know each other but, God placed family in our lives because they are meant to be there. We are meant to embrace them. We are meant to love them.
I love my Aunty so so much. She doesn’t judge me. She doesn’t talk about me unkindly. She loves me. I might not see her often, but, I know I can always count on her. She is always there. She is selfless and nurturing. She is smart and beautiful. She is strong and filled with courage. She deserves the utmost happiness and if my new uncle gives her all that, then I will love him wholeheartedly too! My uncle hadn’t the chance to meet me, yet his emails were full of excitement and anticipation. When I got there, he was all smiles and hugs and good stories. He was welcoming and loving and nice. Exactly what my Aunty deserves.
I’m the luckiest girl in the world! There’s no doubt about it.
Song of the day:
I got rhythm, I got music, I got my gal
Who could ask for anything more?
I’ve got daisies in green pastures
I’ve got my man
Who could ask for anything more?

 

Old man trouble I don’t mind him
You won’t find him ’round my door
I’ve got starlight
I’ve got sweet dreams
I’ve got my gal
Who could ask for anything more?

 

Old man trouble, I don’t mind him
You won’t find him ’round my door
I’ve got starlight
I’ve got sweet dreams
I’ve got my gal
Who could ask for anything more?

 

Oh, I’ve got rhythm
I’ve got music
I’ve got daisies in green pastures
I’ve got starlight
I’ve got sweet dreams
I’ve got my gal
Who could ask for anything more?

 

I’ve got rhythm
Who could ask for anything more?
Who could ask for anything more?”
 

                            

 

                      

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