This morning (a Sunday) I went to the farmer's market with Eric, then came home and tried to figure out what to do with the rest of the day: go shop for bike armor? Go for a ride? Work?
I chatted with the other guys in the house over breakfast, and the next thing I knew Eric's truck was full of kayaks and beer, and we were paddling across Alta Lake to Rainbow Park, then to a rope swing across the lake, the biggest one I had ever been on.
I practiced my eskimo roll in the kayak (still got it!), then we went to a quieter beach at Alpha Lake Park, then back home where I hung out on the trampoline flirting with Eric's cute friend while he made us an excellent multi-course BBQ meal.
Just another boring day in Whistler...
