Seeing as we are in North America we wanted to embrace their cultures, you know massive pizza, Starbucks and the very important October holiday of Halloween. Walking around Vancouver we were inundated with flyers from costumed theatre groups, for the many, many, month long Halloween events that were happening, there were parties, haunted houses and ghost trains, some of them looked like they could be truly frightening… some not so much. I was very enthused to try out one of these scary delights…my choice, and I will take responsibility for this bad decision, as I do remember the words ‘Come on guys, this will be amazing!’ coming out my mouth, was the Stanley Park Alice in Wonderland Halloween ghost train. We timed our journey to the park so that we would be able to get the last train which was at 9.30, quite an early finish time for a spooky ghost train really...hmmm. Although we did managed to make the train, we had a dramatic journey there, as we think the bus changed numbers and location while we were on it without telling us… that must have been what happened, because there no way we all mistook the number 6 bus for the number 5….yes that must have been what happened. When we finally got there we realised that this haunting, spooky event….was for the under 7’s but with the huge amount of effort it took to get there I was insistent on wasting the 8 dollars the train cost only to realise the error of my ways when the majority of the set was floating ‘scary’ cardboard cut outs, and an actress playing Alice who has a short battle with a dragon…using her trusty lightsaber… must have been the Lewis Carrol-George Lucas Version.

In other news... we also went to Capilano Bridge, “Vancouver’s top tourist attraction”, which is a 450ft suspension bridge. From my childhood memories I remembered the bridge as a death trap made of rope and wood, with huge gaps in so children could fall off, but it seems in the 18 years since being here my memories were greatly exaggerated as it is very sturdy and made of metal...so I was pretty safe, my scary description did however result in a massive anti-climax for Milly.

Then it was time, time for our 18 hour trip to Fernie… woe.