Vancouver & Whistler

For many more pics of our Vancouver trip, check out this slide show in an earlier post. Below is an overview of some of the highlights of baby’s first trip abroad (with the photos I have on my computer for the moment).

~Planes & Trains~

Like all good public-transportation-loving New Yorkers, we began our trek to Vancouver on the A train, where Seth lugged a suitcase and stroller bag while I carried Jax and the diaper bag. The train was packed with rush-hour traffic, but I found a seat next to a talkative woman traveling with her granddaughter. She told me she had 12 grandchildren and one great-grandchild and had lots of parenting advice:


“Don’t cut his hair for a year.”

When you become a parent, everybody has something to say about what you should be doing with your kid. Why doesn’t anyone ever give me advice about what to do with my hair? Because that would be helpful!

At check-in, we sorted out our seats and meal issues: Seth had somehow ended up with the “baby food” meal selection, which everyone agreed wouldn’t be too tasty. We got our most precious parcel labeled and ready to go:

and then boarded the plane after a couple hiccups. {Apparently for international travel you have to buy an “infant ticket” at the ticket counter, even though the ticket counter gave us an infant boarding pass. Seth went back to buy one, forgetting his boarding pass, so I had to leave all our stuff at the gate and go back to ticketing with Jax to give it to him. Two trips through security with a baby. Joy.}

Just being in the plane before take-off made our little one drowsy:

I guess he takes after Seth, who always, always falls asleep during take-off. As many of you know, he has his pilot’s license, and although I’ve never flown with him, he assures me that he does not doze off on take-off when he’s behind the wheel. Hmmm.

Once we were safely in the air we put Jax in the empty seat between us. The flight was maybe 1/3 full, which was awesome for our first plane trip with baby.


That’s a baby seat belt they gave us. Not sure how effective it would be during turbulence, but we held him during rough patches anyway.

~Vancouver Photo Shoot~

I was amazed with the natural beauty in British Columbia. The mountains were misty and steep against the water, which reminded me of the South China Sea. The view from Laura and Corey’s apartment was surrounded by snow-covered mountains. On a drive through Stanley Park we took in some views of the water from a very well-lit parking space. We just had to snap a bunch of pictures:

~Thanksgiving in Whistler~

We weren’t expecting to have a traditional Thanksgiving meal, especially since we were spending Thursday-Saturday in Whistler. But Laura, Corey, and Seth went out to the village grocery store and found all the fixings.


Awkward family pose…

While Seth, Laura, and Corey did this:


Laura is the skier in the white jacket moving at what I’d call a “careful” pace.

Jax and I walked around Whistler Village and hung out at a funky café.

Turkey Day leftovers were a delicious warm-up once everyone was back from the slopes.

On Saturday Seth forewent the snowboarding and we three walked around the village.

Love ’em or not, Starbucks had an awesome wreath:

~and back in Vancouver~

Laura and Corey have this cool peppermint tea Corey got in Vietnam. A little green ball “bloomed” into this:

On our last day in Vancouver we walked to Gastown, home of the steam-powered clock:

It was a really hip neighborhood, somewhat reminiscent of SoHo, but with a more small-town feel that was awesome. We found some authentic Mexican food (something Laura hadn’t been able to find since moving from California) and danced the afternoon away:

Walking along the waterfront provided some photo ops:

…and I saw a bald eagle for the first time in the wild.

We loved British Columbia and will definitely return before too long!

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