I tend to find the more humour in the negative so I have probably focused on that (on the blog only – NO I’m not sitting around in “real life” saying “OMG THE BIRDS WERE SO LOUD THIS MORNING HOW DARE THEY”) these past two weeks but this has been a very nice vacation and I’ve been thoroughly enjoying myself. That being said:

Last night there was so much thunder and lightning that we were too afraid to go out to the tent. I thought we’d get hit by lightning and that would totally suck. So we slept in Rob’s former room (on our separate beds) and that kind of sucked more than getting hit by lightning probably would. Only because one of the beds is SO UNCOMFORTABLE (you can feel every metal slat through the mattress – it’s one of those folding cots like you’d get in a hotel). It’s the one Rob was sleeping on last night. Only it was so uncomfortable that when I woke up to pee at 7 am, he was still awake. I then traded with him (I can sleep anywhere, as long as I’m horizontal, unless there are unruly old men hollering all night) and he’s still snoozing away, at 1:30 pm (I am waking him up at 2. I have placed a limit on his sleep).

We were supposed to go to St. John’s again today, to re-visit Signal Hill and also to check out The Rooms and the Geocentre but at the moment it is raining so hard that I can barely see out the front window. Tomorrow’s supposed to be a fine day so we will go then. Oh wait, I just looked at the forecast and now it’s saying “periods of drizzle” for tomorrow. I don’t care. We’re still going, drizzle be damned!

Speaking of drizzle… I don’t know how to explain it. The past few days, there has been about an hour each evening when there was the softest, nicest… I don’t know what to call it. Not mist, it was heavier than mist, but much less heavy than rain or drizzle. It’s not something I’ve ever experienced before.

We are leaving on Saturday. Our ferry was supposed to leave at 8 am, but we have received a phone call to let us know that it has been delayed until 4:30 pm so… yeah. We’ll be travelling overnight again! Hopefully this time that old man keeps himself to himself. If he’s even on the same ferry as us. Which he probably won’t be.

I am obsessed with tweezing. Not so much my eyebrows, but more like, I have a couple of chin hairs (I KNOW! I am bald but I am growing a beard??? WTF). Anyway my mother-in-law has this battery-operated tweezer and last night I went crazy tweezing Rob’s arm with it. He was not impressed and I believe I have been fired as his official arm-hair remover (not that he ever wanted me to remove his arm hairs. I just had to do it).

Oh! My mother-in-law just woke up (she worked from 8 pm last night til 8 this morning) and I think Rob is waking up too so I’m gonna go. Wasn’t this a fascinating post? Yep, I thought so.