Staycation is becoming the treasure I seek.
“I am just so laaazy to get up and walk and…. ahh. I am so lazy to even talk” brushing off all deliverables. “Yeaaaaah. I’ve turned down night-outs so many times. I’d rather sleep”, my bestfriend said.
Staycation is my latest trend. And I recently did one in Hidden Valley Bed and Breakfast.
“Now, it is -18C. It should be warmer up there.” Mel switched his look from the road to my outerwear, “Aside from your ski pants, you should be ok.”
“But this is already a snow pants”, I insisted.
“Hmm. Yeah”, he nodded but was obviously unconvinced. He turned the steering wheel to right and quickly the snow started to fall on the valleys of Fish Lake.
I’ve survived -40C in Dawson. What could still be worse than that?
Hello there, Reader! I thought I should drop by with bits of stories and photos of Yukon while I am still here getting fascinated by Dawson City’s unsettling beauty.
Four days ago I flew up from Saskatchewan to Yukon thru three domestic flights. The whole journey was amusing. There were very few travelers in Saskatoon airport. We could fill up one small airplane. When I arrived in Calgary I adjusted my watch one hour back. Lots of travelers there! And then flew to Vancouver and as soon as we landed I adjusted my watch one hour back again. Literally speaking, I was adding 2 hours in my lifetime hopping from one airplane to another. I was traveling back in time. Hashtag #TimeTraveler.