Day Two
February 7th

Ontario time it is 9:20, but here time it is 6:20. Andris is out in the hot tub, and I by the fire. I suggested that for Valentine’s and Easter combined, I would get him a massage here (outlined in their linked website, and I think that a hot stone massage is something he’ll go for. Huh! The man who said that he wasn’t really into hot tubs and massages...!

Now it`s evening and a bit of a filler. After me lazing about and Andris already having walked about, together we walked to the main building to use the phone. In a miscommunication between Andris and myself, we think Anne our neighbour didn’t know we had gone... and so cats may NOT have been fed for a few days! We managed to wake Nathalie up (it would have been at least 11) and she said she’d go over. BTW - I hope that Vaira has survived! (only half kidding, ie that without their own food, the other cats could have, eaten hers, and sh'd be the one without anything....)

After the calls also to home and work and Velta, we took a stroll to the beach... well, probably more aptly, the shore. Wonderful pieces of tree and roots washed on shore, with the high water mark way above the point to where we had gone down. And crashing waves....

An hour or so later we drove to Sooke, via the Spa and arranged for us to have treatments on Wednesday. Thank goodness for MasterCard (even if I have yet to be charged). In Sooke we had lunch at The Lazy Gekko, a fairly new Mexican restaurant that was given raves by all the patrons – many in because someone else said that it was good! A few more stops – and a return to the crashing waves. My job was organizing pictures, and then later... a few more hot tub soaks, which Andris has termed KFC-like”... ie you don’t do it often, it may not be healthy, but you enjoy it while you can.
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Last night I wrote that the wind was howling. That really wasn’t doing justice to the sound!!! Environment Canada had a “wind warning” for the Juan de Fuca Straits. They weren’t kidding! The winds continued this morning, and really only abated after 5pm. Before that, at least for a while, Andris figured out that standing on our deck in the wind was a good way to dry off. Who needs a towel! Today we were also treated to a sunset; even if this is the only day it is sunny at that time, we have had a glorious view.

Right now, both Andris and I are writing on our lap tops and apparently both are or about to be on the topic of waves. I have decided that the waves we have encountered, partly due to those winds, and also tides, can be compared to ages and stages of human growth. This morning the waves came crashing to shore in short spurts all over, like a petulant child stomping his or her feet – it knows that it can grab attention, has power, but somehow isn’t “all together”. When we came back from Sooke, the waves were longer parallel to the coast line – still “acting out”, but in the James Dean circa “Rebel without a Cause”, tee-shirt with cigarettes in under the sleeve. There is more sophistication than the petulant child but the energy of a late teen. By late afternoon, the waves were still long, but more steady and calm – an adult with the self confidence of experience that only age can provide. A bit later, the waves seemed to quiet even more, as the energy of youth has been spent and is no longer needed for “show”. Now, at close to 8pm, although I cannot see the waves in the darkness below, the waves are crashing once more – but perhaps with a sense of thrashing, railing against the night and a final sleep.

Ok – so that last line is a bit much.... but the rest I like. Mind you, I have yet to hear what Andris has written. When I do, I may need to revise my prose; he has a talent that I admire in putting word to paper.