unrelaxing vacation

Sunday - 4.5hr drive to MR - do i drive fast?! i think not! it was really really really really windy. i can't stress enough really's. rain, i can deal with. snow, i can deal with. hail, i haven't dealt with. sleet = bad. but wind is also really bad... get there, rest, lunch, drive north... 1.5hr drive turns into 2hr drive cuz it was dark and snowing and visibility was bad... and i don't drive fast on foreign roads to begin with, so this windy and windy (different words, same spelling) mountain road, covered with snow was no exception. ... anyways, get there, unpack, sleep.

monday - did nothing. watched 24, season 5.

tuesday - did nothing. finished watching 24, season 5. made kusudama ball. kudusama? whatever.

wednesday ... oh boy... 12:01AM. dad raps on door. mom screaming outside. me wake up to find mom in extreme pain and seizing. called ambulance. 911 lady was a fucking idiot. told her intersection, rm #, everything, and she was still confused - she's supposed to know this area better than me!!!! ... ambulance came. went to ER. 1AM. waited for doc 'til past 2AM before morphine came. could not sleep on HARD chair - no extra pillows for guests/family. could barely speak/understand anyone... managed to say one word in french "ciquant six"... wanted to ask "est-ce qu'il y a un Tim Horton's dans cette hopital"... but didn't know if that was correct, so asked in english. lady didn't understand me. no tim hortons the hosp, but there was a vending machine selling week-old ham and cheese sandwiches... and a machine selling stale coffee. stayed up allllllllllllllll night 'til 9AM (NOT by choice... and NOT with the help of caffeine either). went back to meet billy and 'em then. got slightly lost. finally found it, after 2hrs. supposed to take 40minutes from the hosp. not happy. really tired. wanted to die. so sleepy. brought knee-high boots, nice pretty skirt, nice sweater, etc etc etc to wear to aunt's 60th bday dinner, but due to hurried conditions of that night, did not bring anything. wore track pants and UC Berkeley sweat (and GLASSES!!!) to dinner. didn't even have eyebrow thing. had to borrow aunt's, but it was black so it looked funny. oh well. Felix was cute by the end of the night... i think they think i'm a kid... i guess that's a good way to bond with kids... who knows. my feet stink and i have no other sox. how wonderous... and i'm bleeding. and i have no PJs. all the parents drove up that night, without the kids. it took 'em 2.75hrs (supposed to take 1.5) - the weather was fine, but it was dark. aunt drove an avg speed of 50km/hr ON THE HIGHWAY! plus them getting lost for a bit... kids were paranoid... they got there okay. at least i had nice bed that night.

thursday - wait for andrew. went to shwartz - yum. found new bagel place - okay, but not great. chocolatier right beside it - went in, their chocolate is super super super expensive. billy bought some for friend (which he forgot in my car and is now sitting in my fridge in TO), and bought hot chocolate. hot chocolate was super expensive too. and it was SMALL. got in car, sipped it, dieeeed cuz it was sooooooooooooo yummy! went back and got another hot chocolate. it was too yummy to pass up. wanted 10 more cups. ... went to Fairmont bagels to get half a dozen bagels - $2.50! so cheap! and soooooooooooo omg yummy!! it took me a total of maybe 45seconds from jumping out of car to jumping back into the car after getting bagels and paying. went to chinatown and picked up cake from the day before. i ran a lot that day. picked up andrew, drove up. swam in pool, sat in jacuzzi, played some air hockey. i suck. but using the puck to knock the hand-thing into others' gonads is really funny and interesting. i aim wonderfully bad. drooling on the puck is also really relaly fun and funny. yup.

friday - REALLY grumpy cuz stupid parents really fucking loud at like 6 fucking AM. ... grumpy all day. not fun. played air hockey, settlers, cheated a lot. whatever. when i'm grumpy - stay away, far far away! u should all know that by now...

saturday - less grumpy. went for hike. i'm a scaredy cat. the sacrificial lamb to the supposed lynx's out there in the forest. i don't like mud. water is scary. bridges over water are scarier. lalalalalalalaaaaa...

sunday - woke up really early, packed, drove ... from 9AM 'til 4PM - straight (well, two rest stops in the middle). didn't get lost at all. my sense of direction is great, especially on hikes, but i'm still a scaredy cat. the end.