The last tea in the I-House kitchen with Kate and Marianne, with French cheese and muffins.
The waiting at the Greyhound bus terminal was long and boring. Mr. P fell asleep on my backpack.
The next morning, there was an accident on the road we were supposed to take from Merrit. So, the bus had to reroute and we ended up taking the sceninc route through Fraser Canyon. I didn’t mind. The mountains were breathtaking.
Katja Malmborg 