To board or to ski, that is the question

My working day:
5:30am - wake up
6:00am – leave for work
6:30am – Bus for work leaves mall 5km from where I’ve been living
8:00am – start work
4:00pm – finish work
4:40pm – Bus from work leaves for home
5:30pm – ride bike home
6:00pm – Get home

So things have been a little hectic. My working day is long and tiring. Living out of town with no car is not the most convenient of things… the family I’m living with have been amazing. They’ve been driving me to the bus stop every morning.

The work is the easiest work I’ve done. Look at peoples forms, give them ski or snow boots of the right size. Put them back at the end of the day. Tech peoples ski’s so they fit their boots, and change the din number.

I’ve been learning how to snow board, had a couple of lessons, it’s pretty damn fun. It snowed in town and covered the place in snow, it was really beautiful.




Christmas was awesome, I went back to Vancouver. The day before Christmas I met up with my Aussie friend Dan, we went ice skating and hired bikes and rode around Stanley Park. On Christmas day I went to the neighbours for Mexican food and crepes, so damn good. Then in the afternoon I went to my mate Trina’s for orphans xmas, again, amazing food, drinking, played some games. Then on Boxing Day I went back to Courtenay and had my third Xmas dinner, turkey again, more drinking, more games. So good.

Kate to Courtenay

Just moved myself and way too much of my crap to Courtenay on Vancouver Island.

I brought a snow board, a push bike, my back pack, a smaller back pack and an enormous suit case filled with my shit. It was a bit of a pain in the arse. People on the sky train into downtown Vancouver were laughing at me. Luckily my mate Hugues agreed to drive me from down town to the Horseshoe bay Ferry terminal, saved a lot of hassle. I had to take my bike out on the bus the day before, wouldn’t have been physically possible other wise.


The family I’ve moved in with have been real lovely and welcoming. Jessie, who I worked with at Stanley park had made me space in her bathroom, and even printed off a label with my name and stuck it on an empty draw for me to put my stuff, sweetest shit ever.


This is the smallest town I’ve lived in since I was 3. It’s the furthest I’ve lived from shops. It’s 5km’s from the house to Downtown Courtenay. It’ll take a little bit of getting used to.