I don't know when this happened. But me and the kids went to visit my dad. He's in Nanaimo these days (for now) so we hopped on a ferry.
I just love this passage. One of these days, I'm going to do this trip in a smaller boat. Hop from island to island.
Ugh, I hate my face, but look at how cute my boy is. Gotta cherish the memories. Once we arrived, dad took us to his current place. I say that because even though this was our first visit to this home, he moved not long after to another place in Nanaimo. To be fair, this place was a hole.
We went to Rathtrevor beach and saw a suite car for sale.
And then some of us relaxed by the beach while some of us went for a walk.
Looks like these are some of the last pictures from off my camera before my laptop died and I lost a whole year's worth of pictures.
From there, we went to Parksville to eat subway on the beach.
I always thought this was Nanaimo. Hah. I'm dumb.
There was a sandcastle competition on. I forced dad to let us go look at it.
It was really unbearably hot, but the sand sculptures were amazing.
From there we went to Nanaimo. It's kind of a 1960s town I think - with a run down look, but the waterfront (where we were) was cool. We stopped for dinner first.
Then we walked along the beach.
This is me trying to get an idea of scale on these dahlias. They were the largest I've ever seen - well, until we went to the sunflower festival and saw bigger ones.
And then it was time for a spectacular sailing home.