We're back home and the drive and the vacation were wonderful.  The best part of a vacation, no meals to plan, no laundry, no housework.  The worst part about coming back, meals to plan, laundry to do, and housework.

I worked out how many hours Cynthia and I talked and it was at least 32 hours.  We talked all the way to Vancouver and all the way home.  Then we talked every night in bed.  She's getting better, the cough has almost stopped and she's not as tired as she was when we started out.  She got to see some waterfalls, and we stopped so that she could wade in the Athabasca River (there is one spot on the highway where the river is so wide and shallow that it warms up).  We also stopped in Clearwater and Hope, two places she'd never stopped at before.  I wanted to take her to Wells Grey Provincial Park but she wasn't feeling well enough to do that.

While we were in Vancouver, we went our respective ways and spent time with our daughters.  I went to two botanical gardens, another garden, an amazing beach (Jericho), went shopping at Granville Island with my daughter, and walked (a lot).  My daughter wanted to sit on a patio and day drink, so we did that, while eating guacamole.  The weather was amazing, not too hot and not to cold.  Just right. 

Cynthia's son came over from Victoria and Cynthia, her son, her daughter and her daughter's boyfriend all went to the memorial service of Cynthia's 30 year old niece who died from a brain tumour.  They spent time talking, visiting, Cynthia got to nap, and Cynthia and her daughter got matching tattoos.

The B and B sucked a little, no English breakfast as advertised, had to ask for towels and an extra key (we ended up cutting our own and leaving it with the owner), but the beds were comfy and the shower was nice.  It was also the least expensive of all the places I had looked at and close to where both of our daughters live.  Vancouver hotel rooms are ridiculously expensive.  

And what did we talk about?  Everything.  Husbands, death, children, cancer, tattoos, family, taking care of other people, grief, anger, depression, nature, birds, waterfalls, alcoholism, friends, drug addicts, fear, even a little politics.  It was good, for both of us.

It was a wonderful road trip and I'm hoping we can do it again.