Jamming to a bit of Morrison while cleaning the bathroom. I love moving house.

I went house shopping yesterday. Jeff and I drove out to Alpine, Rainbow and Emerald to check out a few places.

The first was a beautiful old house in the woods but the room available was in a dingy basement and it stank of dog, albeit a wolf dog, but still.

The second house was a brand new build with the most incredible view overlooking Green Lake and the mountains behind it. Three guys live there so it would be just like New Girl, and they have an Xbox.

The third was another old house in the woods, another basement, but this one wasn’t too bad. Unfortunately the guys that lived there said they would hardly be there and I don’t wanna be living alone in bum fuck nowhere.

The fourth house was the most amazing and beautiful house. It had a huge open plan living/dining/kitchen area, a balcony overlooking it all from the bedrooms, each room had an en suit bathroom and it had three decks for BBQs and sunbathing. I would have chosen this one if it wasn’t $150 over my budget. Ouch.

I ended up going for the New Girl house. I text the guy last night and he seems keen to have a girl move it, maybe because girls are clean and we smell good and I will definitely be baking.

All I have to do now is clean my flat, pack up all of my belongings into shoe boxes and garbage bags, and move out! Exciting!

Home.

(Source: visionaryramblings)

the reason why I spent my birthday in a quiet restaurant getting white girl wasted instead of in Moes getting shanked

With the may long weekend finally coming to an end, we can go back into the village and everything is back to normal…except it isn’t. Same as last year, and the year before we have the unsuitable Vancouver crowd that comes up from the city and surrounding areas. These unwanted groups and/or people come up here and vandalize our town, harass our residents, and assault locals and tourists. This repulsive un-human behavior needs to stop. 

What a sight it must be to walk into the village this morning as a mother or father with a family, away for an amazing holiday weekend to see one of the numerous businesses windows smashed or all the garbage accumulated around town. Hearing my two friends talk about things that happened last night at different restaurants they work at is just adding to my frustration. Some of the things included “…never met people so rude”, and “…I was ready to snap”. Apparently a girl was having a smoke outside their work and was approached by a non Whistler resident, he walked up to her and grabbed her inappropriately without any wanted contact by the girl. What world are we living in that these people think they can come up here and act like this? I am truly embarrassed to walk through the village right now and call this place my home. 

These long weekends needs to be treated like New Years. As residents we need to make a stand against this kind of violence and uncalled for behaviour in the place we call home. Being a resident of Whistler for almost 3 years now I know we “have each others backs”. But when NO ONE that lives in Whistler is willing to go out on these long weekends because we’re afraid of getting stabbed at a night club, or our wives/girlfriends/friends get harassed so bad that they break into tears - that is saying something. Now we’re saying something to you. 

Yep, those of us that have just finished our first winter here have just experienced our first ‘long weekend’. It’s surprising how serious the locals are taking it, whereas my friends didn’t care, they just wanted to party and probably contributed to the fights that were happening even in the lines for the clubs. I bailed on Moejoes because f*ck getting shanked on my birthday by a 19 year old wannabe-gangster from Surrey. It was a shitty crowd of people in Whistler this weekend and I’m not looking forward to the next one.

They said this years visa application would be easy because it’s all online. That is a load of crap. For starters, the tiny number of visas going to UK citizens were being put out in 3 rounds, the only way to get in on this was to be at your computer ready to fill in the forms and submit everything the second it opened. The first round ran out in 2 hours, the 2nd round took an hour and the 3rd round took less than 30 minutes. 5, 350 visas gone in 3 and a half hours. I was lucky enough to register in the 2nd round and sent it off in the 3rd. No one else I know in Whistler managed to get through.

As for already being in Canada, the IEC website made it sound like that was ok, if it wasn’t surely they would have denied the application before asking me to pay £100? But the next stage involves the CIC and they seem adamant that I’m not eligible for a second year visa, without telling me why. I can’t ask the IEC because they tell me it’s nothing to do with them now. I can’t even find an address to email the CIC because it’s all FAQs and Help Centers that do nothing to explain why I can’t have my visa.

Canada, will you just sort your shit out, please?

(via my--teen--quote)

Athabasca Falls, another frozen waterfall leading into another ridiculously turquoise river.

Lake Louise, a lot less impressive when it’s camouflaged.

We started up the Bow Valley Parkway and our first stop was at Johnston Canyon. It was an icy walk of death but totally worth it for the turquoise water and frozen waterfall!

So we woke up in Canmore and it’s a beautiful little town. There are mountains everywhere. We had bagels for breakfast and drove down to Banff. We walked around for a while, had lunch and took a drive out to see some incredible lakes and stuff. I can’t get over how beautiful this country is. Seriously.

Those rock formations on the left are called Hoodoos. I don’t know what the deal is with them but it’s pretty impressive scenery.

The next stop was Johnson Lake, another big, beautiful and half frozen lake that just took your breath away. Good on you, Canada.

This is Lake Minnewanka, hilarious name aside it is probably the most impressive and beautiful lake I have ever seen. Still frozen, we tried to walk out to that hut but gave up when it started creaking!

Just up the road was this place, I guess it’s the edge of Lake Minnewanka and the river that connects it to Two Jacks, I just can’t get over the colour of the water and this photo doesn’t do it justice!