After we found out the big news, Jason and I were talking about all the things we would miss and began thinking of weekend trips before we move. As we were talking Jason found out that the Olympic bobsled track in Whistler (used for the Vancouver Olympics) was open to the public and he really wanted to do that. Then right before we went to Belize, we were asked if we'd be willing to work in the Singapore office for a couple months as they are really busy and our office was pretty slow. We both wouldn't be able to go so Jason agreed to go. They wanted him to go the Monday (1am) after we got back from Belize, meaning he wouldn't be back til late April. That forced us to plan a quick weekend trip up to Whistler that same weekend we got back from Belize (we got back Thursday at 1am, and drove up to Whistler at 4pm Friday). Can I just say, EXHAUSTING. It didn't help that the weather as we drove up was awful, heavy rain and there was a lot of traffic leaving Seattle. Plus the road to Whistler from Vancouver is a windy and dark. I told Jason I felt like I was driving a street car racing course and I was losing (everyone was passing me). We finally made it up there at around 11pm Friday night (EXHAUSTING).
Jason had found a dog friendly resort that was very close to the village. It was a great location. After we unloaded the car we brought Darwin in and could finally relax. As we were checking things out I turned on the ceiling fan. It freaked Darwin out.
We think it was the shadows on the ceiling because we turned it on again in the morning and she could care less about it.
Saturday morning Jason had planned to go snowboarding, but he realized he'd rather spend the day with Darwin and I since he was leaving for so long. So we hung out a bit at the cabin, and Darwin checked out what was happening outside. (She wasn't a fan of the guy shoveling the sidewalks.)
I had noticed that there was a spa just up the road from the resort so we decided to get a massage. (If you're ever near a Scandinave Spa I'd highly recommend the splurge for a massage and a chance to relax in their thermal baths. So nice.) Of course being that we had JUST gotten back from Belize and were only half conscious when packing we neglected to bring swimming stuff. No worries though, we couldn't book a massage appointment til 745pm so that gave us time to head to Whistler Village to do a little shopping (a girl can never have too many bathing suits right?).
Of course we had to have refreshments...
(Seriously, why is poutine a Canadian thing? Fries, gravy, cheese. So good. Restaurants in the US need to get on that!)
After our quick shopping and eating break we picked up Darwin from the cabin and went on a little walk around the resort.
Of course the best way to get Darwin to run is to split up and call her back and forth.
to be continued...