my tragic right hip

Busting out bad joints all over the place

October 13th, 2008

Waiting In Vain

My brother, husband and I are sitting in a huge line of cars on the Sunshine Coast trying to get on to a ferry. It’s going to be a long day. We haven’t even really started our journey. We’re trying to end up in Parksville at my aunt and uncle’s, but it seems we may be in transit and sitting in a rental car for many, many hours.

The wedding was lovely. The bride beautiful. The groom dashing. The service respectful and moving. The meal delicious. The setting quite spectacular and meaningful for the bride’s family.

Tomorrow we’re heading (fingers crossed) to Tofino, and then home on Thursday. I have been felled again by illness but I did my best not to cough my way on the dance floor last night.

One of my favourite parts of the night was when my RRHB danced with me to The Clash and my brother said we looked like Uma Thurman and John Travolta, and he wasn’t even being sarcastic.

And still we wait. If we’re lucky, we’ll get on the 4:30 PM ferry. If not, the 6:30 PM.

Oh, the joys of travelling.

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