DAY 22
SPANISH BANKS
Vancouver seems to be neverending with beaches, just as the time we spend on them. I got my first real sunburn for the trip today. It'll be perfect for the crayfish party season in Sweden that is very much in full swing when we return.
It is the last whole day in Vancouver and although both me and Julia misses our boys like crazy, it feels sad to leave the rest of the family. They are a bunch of globetrotting, funloving, (extremely) goodlooking people that I spend way too little time with because of the globetrotting, but I still love them for it.
They're constant traveling just too stay in touch with each other - we have relatives on dad's side in Germany, UK, Sweden and Candada, with inlaws adding Israel, Pakistan, Denmark and Russia to the list.
It's suddenly clear why I feel this aching hole in my chest whenever I'm not on the road...
The mandatory fail-selfie
Low tide. You could walk a couple of hundred meters on the banks.
...that didn't stop people from surfing in the mud.
The silhouette of Vancouver downtown is so far one of my favorite views in the world.
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I even started planning my own return some time in the next five years, bringing Jonathan too. There is place and there is will, but is there time and money? We'll figure something out.
THE BIGGEST
KISSES POSSIBLE
Felicia
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