This Christmas is one for the history books … and really it started about 10 minutes before we boarded the plane out of Tampa… WARNING: NOT FOR THE WEAK STOMACH!!!
Joe and I had taken a short walk down the terminal to watch the planes take-off and land while we awaited ours. And just after our plane landed and taxied past the window on the way to the gate … Joe’s lunch decided to also … ahhh …. arrive. From there through Toronto it repeated about every 15 minutes, he was basically empty for the trip to Calgary – but still sick. But, through it all Joe and Owen were great travelers — and the WestJet crew were excellent.
We ended up being stuck in Calgary over-night (thats another story about Krishen, a missing bag, and bad-weather) – the plus side; we saw Amanda and Grandpa, and had breakfast with Nana and Papa. Joe was feeling better through Victoria – seems the 10 hour bug was finally on its last legs.
Once arriving at Grandma Bev’s we had lunch and took a nap … only to wake up to Owen showing us how much he is like his brother. Great … there goes another 10 hours. An to top things off, I had come down with a nasty head-cold. And as we left for Courtenay, Doug (Bev’s husband) was in bed with his bucket.
The trip up to the middle of the island seemed to be almost a break. My head cold was starting to clear and the boys were doing much better. But my cold was passed on to Melissa and Joe by the time we reached Victoria again … and it still lingers (runny noses suck!).
However, Christmas eve tops the cake. Aunt Tea woke up sick to her stomach … Cameron (Aunt Kari’s boyfriend) was down just after dinner. Kari dropped about 10pm, and Tracy (Uncle Brendan’s fiance) added to the body count before bed. Though by this time almost everyone had a queazy stomach!
Now we just wait and see … who is next??? DUN DUN DAAAAA!
Christmas in Victoria, BYOB: Bring your own Bucket!
On a side note, here are some pictures of our trip so far…
Its great to be home
Worlds largest hockey stick. Duncan BC
Owen shows nana some love
Ahh, the sweat smells of home
Sitting Lady Falls, short hike from my grandparents
Joe jams with the Saunders
What?? Nana’s kissing Santa
He even did the rounds catching great grandma Hemphill too