Now that I’ve just finished a French paper, which, despite my best efforts, probably didn’t turn out too well, I can get back to last weekend’s visit with my parents. After that wonderful sandwich, we hopped on a ferry. I took a little nap, got seasick (happy birthday to me), and accidentally helped my parents smuggle half a bag of mixed nuts into Canada. But at least we made it to Victoria!
It was sunny and warm and good for strolling. The night that we arrived, we stopped for dinner at Il Terrazzo, which was delicious beyond all reason. Really so, so good. Steamed muscles, baby squid, focaccia, and wild salmon. Ah, it was perfect. No room for dessert, but I was happy to roll all the way home on such a lovely night.