Yesterday may have been the final day of good weather on this trip, with today being cloudy and cool. Friday the rains begin. Back home, it's snowing.
The Spousal Unit was determined to buy the OFKAR a microwave, so while others were lounging about their homes being driven slowly crazy by roasting turkey aroma, we made a trek to the oddest Canadian Tire store any of us have ever encountered. Two stories, it was, with a wall fountain in the lobby and roof top (pay) parking. No white-haired jovial grandfather at the door either to direct you to the fan belt aisle.
Granville Island, the following day, was remarkably peaceful. Presumably everyone else was still sleeping off the turkey drug. Not so the hordes of impatient drivers who tail-gated those who dared to drive a mere 10 km/hr over the posted speed limit, when we made a long tortuous trek out to far-flung communities later that evening. It was lovely to see friends again and to enjoy a home-cooked meal, but we came away from the evening with a whole new appreciation for how navigable and civilized Calgary traffic actually is.
Today there was a coffee date with a friend, birthday cake in the afternoon, and a final meal (for now) as a family, before we all head off in separate directions tomorrow. The Spousal Unit back home to snuggle with the poor neglected Slightly Retarded Kitty, me to Seattle for Communiqu3, and the OFKAR back to classes to earn those marks that make her mama proud.