Family Day is funny this year. Because most of the days in the last year have been family days...the five of us together because there isn't anywhere else to go. Thanks, Covid (which I mean both sarcastically and seriously...because a lot of it has been a complete gift. But also, it's covid, so a total bummer, too).
Family Day gifted us a nice sleep in and the fun of a free Monday. After a lazy breakfast of eggs Benny and time for everyone to do their own thing for a few hours (homework, work, reading), we headed out for some time in the freezing cold. A quick Blizzard stop (red velvet and oreo) and then off to Wreck Beach.
There was a bit of conversation on the way to the beach about how a nude beach translates into February weather. Will there be nudie people down there, or not? Just as we were parking, an unusual, but jolly fellow crossed the street in front of us. He was grooving along to his own little beat, wearing a funky little outfit of layers and colours, while snacking on a box of triscuts. I don't know if he noticed us staring, but he grinned at us (somewhat menacingly) through the windshield and tossed a triscut on at our car (?!). So...he'd be the kind of guy to get naked on a cold beach. We really hoped THAT scene wouldn't be a part of our family day...
|On our way down the stairs...|
|Maybe Finny looks a little cold...?|
We ended the night with a booked swim in our strata pool. What's a booked swim in our own complex pool, you ask? Again, Covid. It has been closed for eleven months. And now we have to book it. And pay $5.