The journey that has seen us relocate from an empty, sunny, summer beach on the Eastern Tip of Africa to a snowy wilderness in the North Western corner of British Columbia has been truly remarkable. After an effective 2 day's of travel which included flights, bus and train rides across several time zones, we arrived in the picturesque ski town of Whistler. Our home is located in the upper village area known as Benchlands in a hotel resort called Lost Lake Lodge, aptly named courtesy of the adjacent (now frozen) Lost Lake that runs parallel to the Chateau Whistler golf course that compromises most of the view from our balcony. We share Unit 403 with our South African friends; Andy and Megan Hamman, who arrived a few weeks prior and who welcomed us into out new home with home-made chicken pie. Since our arrival 3 day's ago, we've fulfilled all the necessaries of opening bank, cell phone and library accounts as well as purchasing some outstanding ski equipment for Sam. All that was left was to sample the 5000 plus acres of ski-able terrain that stretches out across the Whistler and Blackcomb mountains. With Andy and Meg as capable mountain tour guides, we dutifully indulged in our first taste of what the mountain has to offer. Conditions are still pre-season and icy in parts but with snowfalls predicted next week, anticipation levels are high. The next few days will see Sam begin her job as Au Pair of Mischa and Esme Arnott, two little Canadian girls - while I begin my job quest in earnest. So much lies ahead with so much more to explore and experience.
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| Sam and her 'thrifty' new ski boots. |
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