Harrison Hot Springs

This is what three children zoned out watching a DVD look like.

They sound like...silence.

As mentioned in my last post, we spent the last two days in British Columbia with Adam's parents. We had a great time.

We stayed at the Harrison Hot Springs Resort and Spa and this is the view when you walk out the front of the hotel...not too shabby.


We relaxed in the various hot, hotter and hottest pools.

Mark and Grandma Geri

Well some people relaxed more than others.

It was fun and sort of creepy walking around a hotel full of people wearing matching white bathrobes...except for the free spirits like Emma who brought her own from home.

Braeden became a martial arts expert as soon as he donned the robe.

We went on an "Explore" as Winnie-the-Pooh would say after we left Harrison Hot Springs this morning. Adam is after all, the child of his parents and they do that sort of thing. That's where he got it. We went to the Othello Tunnels which is a trail that used to be train tracks. It was pouring rain and dazzlingly beautiful.

Emma, like me is not a big fan of caves or tunnels or closed spaces in general. I tried to take a good picture of her swinging her arms as she was speeding through the tunnels but it was dark in there and didn't work so well. She was demoralized when she learned that after all of her efforts, fighting the demons of claustrophobia to get to the other side of the tunnels she had to turn around and walk back through them. There was no other way. If anything Emma is determined though. She flew back through them and left me in her dust...well it would have been dust...if it hadn't been raining so hard.

We stopped and bought ketchup flavored potato chips for Uncle Scott--which you can only get in Canada (because they're disgusting and taste like cold french fries and nobody likes them. Except Scott.)

And so home again.