Goodbye Victoria, Hello Vancouver

While Jason cooks me dinner, I will blog about Sunday. He's making scallops and asparagus, per my request. And I'm DANG hungry right now, so here we go with some hunger-clouded blogging...

What did we do on Sunday? Let me remember back...

We went to church at the Anglican cathedral in Victoria, Christ Church Cathedral. I would have preferred the Catholic cathedral, but those Catholics don't make it easy to follow along, and I didn't marry a Catholic, so Anglican it was.


I like to go to church on vacation. I like the weekly rhythm. I like the community. I like the comfort of the liturgy. Plus, I feel drawn like a giant magnet to old stone church buildings with bells. I seek them out on vacations. Old churches, as well as old cemetaries filled with white crosses. I scan the roads for churches and cemetaries, for their beauty and for their stories.

What else?

We packed up and got on the ferry bound for Vancouver. I read my book and took a nap, and then Jason taught me how to play gin rummy. I won each round.


(That was a lie. I lost each round.)

At around 2:30 we made it to Ladner, a little village just south of Vancouver. We're staying in a cottage with a kitchen. Neither of us wanted to eat restaurant food the whole honeymoon; we really wanted to cook for ourselves. Ergo we shopped the farmers' market/artisan market in the town square. I picked out basil and tomato for a caprese salad. Jason bought us some Hungarian sausages. We got a free loaf of fresh-baked bread when we bought a bottle of a balsamic reduction. And all of that was dinner. (Yummmmmmm. Man, I'm hungry.) We ate in the backyard that night.

While we waited for the grill and our dinner appetites, Jason and I played rummy. Again, I won.


(Again, that was a lie.)

Alas, I feel kind of sassy when I'm hungry. But the scallops and asparagus are almost ready for tonight. I know because I just walked into the kitchen to scope the scene and say thank you to the chef. And now we eat! Yahoo!