Okay, it's time to get back to my across Canada series. Now to the most westerly province in Canada. I've been traveling to British Columbia for most of my life you could say, being as my first trip was with my parents at age eight. There was a huge gap however between my last childhood trip at age 12 and my first trip as an adult. That last childhood trip was memorable mainly because it was the summer of 1964 when Beatlemania was in full swing. And I was one of the Beatles most fervent fans...and still am! Our hosts, who were friends of my parents drove us past Empire Stadium where the Beatles were to play the following month and I still remember screaming and crying and pounding the window of the car when I saw it. And begging my parents to let me stay with their friends for another month so I could go and see them. (probably leaving my parents' friends to be happy they were raising boys, not girls) Sure kid..NOT. I begged them to let me stay the entire time we w
Tales of travel from a sixty plus girl at heart from the prairies of Canada.