Friday night was the "Good-bye BBQ" for Patrick and his friends. Without going into too much detail, (to protect the guilty), the evening ended with some very wet, some very loud, and a few boxer clad boys. But I am proud to say despite the shenanigans, these are still a great group of young men (who I hope have learned some "take away lessons").
Saturday was busy for everyone. Ashley, Bill and Ethan participated in the Spartan Race being run in town. Patrick went along as the official team photographer.
So while Bill and the kids were attending the race, I was off to my event. The 10th Anniversary of Reggaefest. Once again I was working in the "Green Room" - VIP section, where the performers hang out and eat and drink. My original shift was from 2:00 until 6:30, but Jolene had some no shows for the evening shift so I stayed and helped out. I ended up working straight through til 11:30, but it was so worth it. During the afternoon, the star, and main event attraction, Mr. Ky-mani Marley dropped by to eat, drink and whatever else one partakes in during Reggaefest!!!! What a kind soul this man has, and so personal.
In fact, all the performers were so nice, as they are every year. That was Saturday night. So at the end of the evening, I hopped the C-Train and headed home. Sunday was going to be another busy day. It was Patrick's day to run the Spartan Race (he had done the same race up in Edmonton back in June.) But now Bill and I headed to Banff. We made plans to hike up Tunnel mountain and then a nice relaxing evening at the Banff Springs Hotel.
This was the view from the summit of Tunnel Mountain. That is the Banff Springs Golf Course in the back ground. The entire hike took 2 1/2 hours (we were with a tour group, so we had a couple of breaks for talks) Then we headed to the hotel. Our room wasn't quite ready, so we headed to the lounge for a drink and a bite to eat.
The weather for the entire weekend was beautiful. Hopefully it will last for the rest of the summer.
It's now Tuesday evening and I think I am finally starting to feel almost normal. Note to self: (or the morale of the story) Don't try and cram so many activities into one weekend - I'm not getting any younger and sleep is my best friend.
The rest of the week seems like a piece of cake in comparison to the weekend, but it is still a busy one.
Later
Stacey

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