We took an isolation-cation to BC, to practice being Canadian. Here, I'm failing to be a hunter, which is probably best.
Barry did a bit better.
And over time, he improved (that's his breath, not a cloud).
We ate traditional Canadian food, and watched traditional Canadian entertainment, until the games were ended. It turns out hockey is a contact spitty sport.
We figured out how to take freezie-selfies like this!
The reason is, if you take a normal selfie, you get the cold face, and the puffy jacket bod, which adds, I dunno, 25kg?
It's ok, it even happens to ducks.
We went to the Osoyoos Band First Nations reserve, which is in the desert. I did not know that Canada had deserts that were not tundra! (We are not from this part of Canada.)
Barry says the above is a good picture of a dessert rose. I say "shrug emoji". Below is a sculpture that we should have photographed with desert in the background, but the cold clouded our synapses.
Speaking of cold, Spotted Lake is an Okanagan Nation cultural site with amazingly cool and full of green globs that you can't see in winter - true story! It's in the middle of the picture, above the fence.
Getting better at being Canadian, managed a selfie with minimal face scrunch!
