We had thought about going back into Tofino for our last night but got back so late that we decided to dine again at the Pointe. I started with grilled Octopus, while Alan had local oysters (which he pronounced the best he'd ever had), before moving on to pork and lamb, respectively.
After a last breakfast -- Alan had Dungenous crab "benny" -- we headed back through the pass to Nainamo and a different ferry, this one landing just north of the border at Twassennan. Back on land, a 20 minute drive took us to the border crossing.....where we waited in line an hour and a half. I think we left the border at 7:30pm. Ugh. (I did manage to score more than 100,000 points in Bejeweled, which took almost the whole time.) And we had 100 miles to go in heavy traffic. Turned on the sports radio and Alan hit the gas pedal hard but it wasn't until about 9:40pm that we were in our hotel room at the W. More room service and a glass of wine restored us to semi-human condition. But not enough to make the 5am wakeup call palatable.
Back to Atlanta, where LB apparently dumped 4 cups of bulgar on the kitchen floor. Reality bites. :-)
Full pix at flickr.
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Carole, you do such a good job of narrating your trip, I feel as though I have been there! Thanks for the pics and description of food. Yummm.
--Laura
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