was like Christmas when Jaedyn came to visit. It actually was Christmas eve
when she arrived. Vivi and I were so looking forward to her coming. She has
this joyous disposition to her and she’s my little girl and Vivi’s big sister.
hadn’t seen her since we said good bye to her in New York about 5.5 months
before. Of course she was tired from such a long flight(s) and it took a good
couple of days for her to get over her jet lag.
is magical in Switzerland. We had a wonderful Christmas celebrating with her,
Vivi, Luc, Guy, Camille, Elise, Moreno and his mother Gabriella. They lit up
the Christmas tree with real candles and we played a lot of games and ate a lot
of food. Gabriella and Moreno are Italian so we had some exquisite Lasagna and
next morning we loaded up and drove to Morzine, France to an Airbnb chalet that
we had rented for 6 days all together. But before we got there, we stopped in
Evian to visit quickly, buy some mussels???, and fill our water bottles up with
free pure Evian water – the stuff you buy at the grocery store. It just easier
comes out of the wall in Evian.
there wasn’t any snow in the ski village of Morzine and the mountain snow was
kinda shit (from what I understand). Some people went skiing and boarding while
the rest of us explored the town. Vivi and Jaedyn also went skating at the
outdoor skating rink, and we drank some more hot mulled wine.
night was a feast. We all took turns cooking and we didn’t scrimp at all on the
day some of us walked around the ski mountain on the trails and we all met up
for lunch. Another day Gabriella, Luc, Vivi, Jaedyn and myself walked around a frozen lake that
reminded me of Durrance Lake in the winter time.
New Years Eve day, Jaedyn, myself and Vivi decided we wanted to stay home and
it’s a good thing we did. Violette started puking at about 9am and didn’t stop
until that evening. She spent New Years on the couch – poor thing. We rung in
the New Year all together.
left the next day and our family headed to Lauren and Francois’ house to spend
some time just the 4 of us together before we separated again. It was
wonderful. Lauren and family were up the mountain and said we could crash at
their place to have some alone time.
we were there, we went to Lausanne one more time. I also caught what Vivi had
but was sick for much longer. And of course, Jaedyn wanted to go to Vevey and
Pizza Taxi for a walk down memory lane (as I did) so the three girls did that
while Luc went and played up the mountain with his friends. It was fun
remembering what things were like 8 years before. Of course Vivi didn’t
remember but Jaedyn remembered it fondly so it was nice to share these moments
We also celebrated Vivi’s actual birthday with some family members over lunch. Again it was so awesome that Jaedyn could be there for that special day as she is used to spending her birthday with friends and family from Canada.
loved that she came. It was the best gift I could have received. She provided
so much emotional support for me and much needed empathy. For Vivi, she was so
thrilled to get to spend time with Jaedyn and have fun with her. Vivi is
happiest when all the family is together, so I think this really helped her to
not miss Canada quite as much.
booked a flight for Jaedyn to leave the day before we left so we could see her
off to the airport. It was hard, as anticipated, to say goodbye again to Jaedyn
knowing we wouldn’t see her for another 6 months. I miss her terribly (I’m
writing this 3 months after we said goodbye to her).
day before dropping her off, we spent hours and hours organizing what we were
bringing travelling. We also left some stuff behind in Switzerland and we sent
a piece of luggage with Jaedyn. We had too much stuff so we also have to ship a
box back to Canada as well which we dropped off in France (because it’s
cheaper) after dropping Jaedyn off at the airport. This was much more
complicated than you would imagine. In the end we also had a donation bag as
well. But we got it all organized and packed. I brought entirely too much stuff
with me for the second half of the trip but figured it was mostly stuff I could
leave behind and part with if need be. Turns out I actually sent a box home
from Thailand and another box with some of our souvenirs from Vietnam.
said goodbye to Luc’s parents and thank them so much for everything they have
done for us these past 5 months. Thank you for letting us stay with you and in
your studio. Thank you for the wonderful meals. Thank you for looking after
Violette while Luc was on the Camino with me. Thank you for letting us use your
car and driving us all over Switzerland. Thank you for your incredible
hospitality and generosity. I’m so happy that Vivi could spend these months
getting to know you both and that Luc had a chance to connect again with you
concludes this portion of the European trip. We move to South East Asia in my
next blog post. Check this map to see where we’ve been and
where we’re going.
Kidney Stone Watch: We got back from Bretaye and ramped up to leave the following weekend for a family gathering in the Jura. I was starting to feel even more nervous about heading somewhere that wasn’t close to a hospital and spending a bunch of time with Luc’s family not feeling great.
On Tuesday, I got some herbal remedies for the stone: olive oil to drink, lemons to help break it apart, there was a spray that I needed to take 6 times a day, some pills to help with my kidney function and apple cider vinegar. I also started doing visualizations of the stone passing.
On Wednesday, my sister-in-law did some massage and reiki on my abdomen to see if that would help move the stone.
On the Thursday night, I woke up at 2am in a lot of pain. I tried breathing through it, but after 2 hours of wriggling and breathing in agony I woke up Luc and said we needed to go to the hospital to get some drugs.
We got to the hospital and pretty quickly they had me in a bed and hooked up to morphine. I felt immediately better. I had hoped that this would be the emergency that would have me have the surgery for the kidney stone blasting. I needed it to be an emergency or they were just going to wait for the surgery date to come up (could be between then (Mid-November) and February. But it wasn’t deemed an emergency.
They gave me many many drugs to help with the pain if it came back. This was incredibly relieving as I had been having daily pain and feeling uncomfortable for two weeks now and it was really making me feel so exhausted with life and where I was. To finally have some good drugs (not morphine but like morphine) was really like I could take on this for a while longer.
We set off on Saturday for the Jura.
We met up with the family at the hotel, dropped the
stuff in the rooms, and set off in two different directions. Half the family
went to a kids destination with dinosaurs and I took off to a distillery. We
had a great time learning about how the Damassine (liquor made with plums) is
made in that part of the country. Then we got to sample some delicious liquors!
That night we all had dinner together and celebrated
the birthdays that were around those days and ate a lot of cake and drank some
wonderful wine. I headed back early to the hotel as I wasn’t feeling well and
really tired and took the most wonderful bath.
The next morning we had a delicious breakfast and then
walked around town with some of the family.
Then we headed off to the piece de resistance, Le Fete
de St. Martin. This is a weekend where they celebrate a saint by eating all
different kinds of pig.
We started the feast at 12pm and didn’t leave until
5pm. 15 courses of mostly pig: pig jelly, pig soup, roast pig, pig with
carrots… pig pig pig. I’m not a big fan of pork at the best of times so I
politely declined a few of the dishes. And yes, I didn’t even try some of the
dishes because no, you don’t even need to try. If you sense some bitterness
here, you’re not wrong.
Besides the over abundance of pig eating, it was a
wonderful time spent reconnecting with Luc’s cousins, aunts and uncles out on a
farm in the country. It’s always hard saying goodbye as it’s really not known
when you will see some of them again but we were so grateful to be able to
spend this time with them and so thankful to those people who organized it all.
That night we drove back to Jouxtens.
Kidney stone completion
The next morning, I woke up and filtered my pee into a
pot as I have been for what felt like weeks and when I looked into the bottom I
SAW SOMETHING. My eyes literally bugged out of my head. I started to scream“Luc, oh my god, come here right
now!” he came down and looked in the pot. Three pieces of stone. One massive
and two tiny. I didn’t even feel it come out.
The relief I felt was like nothing I’ve ever felt –
maybe having a baby was better but not by much. Elation, joy, relief, peace,
happiness, finality, and beginning my life again. It was over. The pain, the
suffering, the wondering, the confusion, the anxiety, the depression, the
I had walked 800Km, been to Germany, Austria, France,
Turkey, Bretaye and the Jura with that stone. It’s unbelievable what I did with
that stone looking back. That stone taught me a lot about myself. I can keep
going. I can feel all the emotions. I have resiliency. I can ask for support
when I need it. It’s ok to feel like you can’t do it one more day and then get
up again and do it one more day.
I think it was everything that I did the previous week
(taking all the herbal remedies, the massage and reiki and eating all that pig)
that helped me pass it. I also think that me giving it over to the universe to
say, “ok, you’re in the drivers seat here… what’s going to happen? Are we going
to pass this on our own, or are we going to wait for surgery?” for the universe
to finally deliver the stone.
Kidney Stone Watch: What I know now is that the kidney stone has not left the building as much as we had thought in Spain. The night before this epic journey, the discomfort comes back and I wonder if we should actually be leaving or if I should be visiting a hospital in Switzerland. The turn around time from finishing the Camino to leaving is exactly one week so there is little time to work it out. While we’re on this trip, the pain and discomfort come and go. It’s not agonizing but it’s enough to wonder what the heck is going on.
We started off our 14 day road trip at the car rental place in Lausanne. The fellow there was in a very good mood and was very happy to meet us. I began the conversation like I begin most conversations “Do you speak English?” He answered back “Do you speak French?”. Here’s the thing: in certain situations, I really enjoy speaking French because I can speak French. In other situations where things become a little more complication in the dialogue (think hospitals, car rental, places that require more specific words) I break down and can’t understand and spend the next 20+ minutes asking Luc “what did he say?” so what I’ve found works well is knowing what situation we will be entering BEFORE I get to it so we can start off with English expectations.
I said “yes I do but if you speak English I would perfer to talk in this language.” he said “But you must practice your French”. I said “not today”. At least I think that’s how it went. Luc thinks he liked my English accent and just wanted to hear more of it.
As the dialogue went on (in English) up came the question of who will be driving. “Me” I said emphatically. Luc looked at me with rather disdain and said “but you don’t know how to drive here.” Last I checked the steering wheel was on the left side, and we drove on the right side of the road so I’m pretty sure I do.
You see, Luc drove the WHOLE time (3 weeks in France). And France is a scary fucking place to drive so it was fine. But this time, it was my turn. I guess he had a look of terror on his face so the guy said “I’ll let you, sir, drive too, for free.” Cha-ching, just saved ourselves $100.
It was the cutest little black Mini Cooper I’ve ever driven. Super vippy and tiny. Luc drove his parents car back to his house and me the sports car.
We hopped on the freeway and drove to Gruyere! Land of cheese! We walked through a small tour of how Gruyere cheese is made (second time for me/first time for Vivi) and then we sat down to eat a delicious lunch. I had a Rosti Pizza. Essentially the base is potato and then there are tomato sauce, mushrooms and gruyere cheese. It was heaven.
A short drive away is the Cailler headquarters in Broc Fribourg. Here we did a chocolate tour (second time for me/first time for Vivi) and at the end of the tour you can sample all the chocolate you want. Devine.
After that we continued on to Thun to visit some friends. Thun is small but not small enough to have the same address twice so of course we had to visit the wrong address first (clear across town) before we got to them.
It was a wonderful reunion. It had been 8 years since we saw them and we hadn’t met their youngest son yet. Their daughter was about the same age as Vivi. Only problem was that she didn’t speak English and Vivi didn’t speak Swiss-German. They still managed to get along well playing which was very cute. Who needs a common language except play! (Side note: these two are now pen pals!)
We consumed some lovely gin that Luc had bought in Spain and we had the most delicious raclette. YUM! Hans was the best man at our wedding so he plays a pretty special place in our hearts. I was a bit disappointed he wasn’t still sporting the same mohawk as on our wedding day but I absolutely love his humour. His wife is a fan of red and white polka dots and I had forgotten this little tid bit but it was so fun to be back in her home.
We stayed one night and then next day frolicked by the crystal blue lake and took a mini train! We said out goodbyes and headed off to Zurich!
Here we were meeting with Luc’s sister, Elise and Moreno, her boyfriend.
The next day we drove to Europapark (after getting in the biggest traffic jam) in Germany!
Europapark was pretty cool. A lot like Disneyland with roller coasters, places to eat, different exhibits for the younger ones, and colours everywhere! It’s split into countries so you visit countries that have different themes.
Something that I found out rather quickly is that Moreno and I love rollercoasters, the brother and sister were a little less emphatic. They still went but I feel like it took them a bit longer to recover after.
All day long Luc had wanted to go on a wet roller coaster but I had read that it was better to go there at the end of the day so if you get wet, you can go back to your hotel and get dry. So all day long (it was hot) he was asking, and all day long I was saying “let’s wait till the end”. So we waited and it was cold. Moreno and Elise went in the front and they got absolutely soaked (mostly Moreno). I was like “ok let’s go back to the airbnb and get changed” but it was agreed upon that we would eat first. Sorry Moreno.
I was so proud of Vivi and how well she did on the roller coasters. It wasn’t until the wooden one that she got really scared and cried. I hope I haven’t scared her for life now.
We had a delicious meal and retired to the airbnb for card games.
Colmar, France and Stuttgart, Germany
The next morning we headed to Colmar. A small town on the border of France and Germany with the quaintest buildings and flowers everywhere. We drank Guwertraminer wine and ate something delicious. We wandered around town and then said our temporary goodbyes.
We drove back to Stuttgart, Germany on the Autobahn (slow down people! Speed kills!) to visit Luc’s god mother and her husband for two nights.
We spent the time there visiting the city of Stuttgart and the Mercedes museum which I was surprisingly impressed with. I loved looking at the first cars ever made and the history of the automobile throughout the ages. It’s truly incredible how quickly the automobile has advanced in such a short period of time.
Two vivid (colourful) memories I have:
Running in the morning with Luc through the beautiful fall colours in the forest.
Talking and connecting to my friend Sheila back home, watching the most incredible sunset.
On our way to Austria we stopped in at the famous (and bizzare) castle, Neuschwanstein (pictured above). A picturesqe castle built suprisingly recently (1886) but fashioned in Castle-esque period design.
It’s pretty incredible how your mood can impact your memories. I remember that Luc and I were having an epic fight and so all of my memories have been dampened by these feelings. I wish I could go back into history and change this and only remember the good moments but it was epic.
After meandering around the castle and grounds we headed back into the car and into Austria.
I remember two things about Austria:
The hotel we stay at was sooooooo cool. (My Tyrol)
The hotel was a beautiful hotel deep in a valley with gorgeous views all around. The hotel was the most modern hotel I’ve been to with a beautiful naked sauna area, pool, theatre, kids/games area, and climbing wall. It awakened your senses.
I persuaded Luc to stay two nights as we really needed a place of our own. to call home, for a couple of days.
While we were there we did a small walk in the forest and ventured to the Swarovski Museum.
This museum is more like an amazing work of art and beauty. Crystals everywhere, beautiful colours and sounds. It was easy to spend over 3 hours there and feel like you wanted to just chill the rest of the day. There’s a crazy amazing kids area there (think Kids Zone of McDonalds but 4 floors and so intense that a parent has to join you.)
There was also a labyrinth that you could get lost in. We enjoyed running around there and hiding on each other.
We returned home, had one more amazing night in our hotel and the saunas and headed back to Zurich to return the car and visit with Luc’s sister before departing for Turkey!
We spent the day cruising around Zurich and checking out the lakeside and parks with Elise. It was a fun day exploring and enjoying!
Thank you to everyone who responded with comments and direct messages to me. I was overwhelmed with the love, understanding and compassion that you all gave me.
I’m feeling more myself bit by bit. Practicing self-love and self-acceptance is at the top of my radar. Also, Luc and I have had some good conversations about this trip and how he can support me. We’re finding our way.
We’re in La Doire, France right now as I write this. We’re in Luc’s aunt’s house with 3 bedrooms, a living room, kitchen, deck, etc… all by ourselves. This is more helpful being here. It’s about 5 degrees cooler and we actually have time alone. Vivi has had a chance to go into her own room and shut her door and watch some iPad. I’ve got to lay in bed and read my book, alone. Luc got to explore some of the places where a lot of his memories growing up, took place.
The space, the reduced heat and feeling understood and heard has really helped my head and my heart. I wouldn’t say that I was feeling home sick… I was feeling very alone.
So I’m not going to give you a play by play of every day… we’ve been here now for 2 weeks. I’ll review the highlight reel.
We arrived in France and waited for about 45 mins until our luggage came out the chute. I suspect the baggage handlers had gone for lunch, wine, maybe a siesta. Or simply laughing on the other side of the wall. We picked up our rental car in a room that was probably about 40 degrees inside. The people who worked in this room were sweating profusely. I looked at them like, “how are you working in these conditions?” After the guy tried to tell us we could only go 50KM’s per day and Luc pulled out the printed off contract that we were mailed that said “unlimited” he backed down and agreed.
We met up with Luc’s sister and boyfriend to get the keys for the studio apartment. This is Luc’s parents studio in Antibes, France. It’s one big room with kitchen, beds, laundry machine, TV. Then the bathroom is in another room. And they have a ground level balcony.
We became familiar with the place and the pool in the apartment. It was hot so we went there in the afternoon. The pool became the place for us to go every day to cool off and practice dives, hand stands, snorkelling, games, read our books and practice Spanish.
That night it was 31 degrees inside. Because we’re ground level it was felt that we should put the voler’s down for security. Unbearable. We did this the next night again but it was the absolute worst. So, after that we risked it and left the door open to let in the fresh air. The apartment building has 2 gates that people would have to get through, so we felt that was sufficient protection. It was at this point I started wondering if maybe we should move somewhere else cooler.
We headed on Sunday to a 4.5 hour lunch with Luc’s cousins. They built a beautiful house with a pool (everyone seems to have access to a pool here). We ate, drank, swam, and because I hadn’t been sleeping well, I curled up on the couch after about hour 3 for a siesta. It was a wonderful reunion. So many little cousins now for Violette to play with. It was nice to see them bonding and creating connections.
The next morning, we were advised from Luc’s mom, to get to the beach early. So off we went at 8am to get to the beach and get a parking spot and a piece of the playa. We snorkelled and read until about 1pm when the sun was beating down on us so we took off home (stopping first in Antibes to get some stamps for some postcards).
The next day was our anniversary! 9 years ago that day, we got married in Switzerland. Luc’s idea was to go to Gourdon, a tiny little walking only town, up in the mountains for a bit and look around there (it’s very artisanal) and then head to a restaurant for dinner. It was another hot day with some crazy twisty roads to get to and from Gourdon. All in all it was a nice way to spend our anniversary.
The next day, I wanted to visit the market in Antibes. I remember going there after one of the cousin’s wedding so wanted to remember it again. We parked a ways from the town where there was tons of parking. Then we walked along the waterfront where all the really big and fancy yachts are parked. I have to say, I definitely got that feeling of “I want ‘all the things’ and my life would feel complete”. It’s amazing what just being around wealth will do to your “want” desire.
The market was crazy busy and it was so hot. We bought a lot of wonderful fruit, veg, olives, and tapanade. We then went to find something to eat. We stopped in at this restaurant that had mussels and fries. Garcon, deux s’il vous plait! Dripping sweat while eating is one of the most unpleasant experiences I’m had I think. I soaked 4 napkins.
We left there totally full and went to the “Nomad” sculpture as it wasn’t too far away. Pretty cool looking. Luc climbed it even though it clearly said “no climbing”. Rule breaker!
Then Luc tried numerous times to convince us to go for the other little walk around a castle. No way. Vivi and I were dying of the heat. We crawled back to the car and home to cool off in the pool (the pool is at least 28 degrees so ‘cool off’ is an exaggeration. Later that night, Vivi threw up two times. We think it was maybe too much sun. We also aren’t sure if it was the mussels (she hasn’t had problems before).
The next night we went to Luc’s cousin’s place for a wonderful dinner of Pizza! Jerome built a pizza oven at his house, so we had several different kinds of home made pizza direct from a wood fire pizza oven. Again all the cousins, the pool, wonderful wine… it was so much fun and good to connect.
The next day, we drove the scenic route (sea side) to Cannes. We had lunch in a tiny little restaurant with really great tasting water (It’s the little things I swear…) There we went on tiny train that took us through Cannes and told us all about the history of Cannes and the different buildings and areas of town. We drove past some of the most expensive hotels in the world… there must have been something going on because it was car after car: Lambos, Ferraris, Porches, Bugatis, Mercedes (suped up PUSH), etc… Luc wanted to check out his grandpa’s old house, so we drove past there and he hopped the fence so he could take a trip down memory lane.
The next day was one for the records… we got up as early as we could (Vivi didn’t want to get out of bed and no convincing her that we needed to get going before it got too hot – helped). We got out the door to walk around Cape D’antibes. It was stunning and beautiful but it was so incredibly hot. Hardly any shade, in and out of rocks and climbing. Not too much of a breeze but when there was the breeze was hot. First Vivi started complaining about the heat and then it was me. I was a mess – every single piece of skin was wet with sweat. My face was a HOT MESS. I didn’t bring a hat because I seriously thought it was early enough (remember it was about 9am). It was like my body was on overdrive. I looked around at the other people almost casually walking, some RUNNING (I shit you not) and I was like “what the fuck is wrong with me?”. Luc actually wondered the same. We got to this place in the walk where we could continue (in the shade) or take a short cut and motor back to the car. Short cut please. I later read these two articles:
and now I’m so sure it’s completely linked with my red hair. Yes I am a unicorn. Thank you very much.
After getting to the car which was parked at the beach no less we joined the masses of people on the beach to get a cool down. This beach… you were LITERALLY right beside the next people. There was almost no sand to walk between the towels to get to the sea. People were scouting and fighting over spots…. You know when you ask someone if they are leaving so you can take their parking spot? Yeah that happened ON THE BEACH.
I feel like the next day was a down day. I think it’s when I wrote my last blog post. There was a massive storm which helped to relieve the heat much to my joy.
Then we went to Olivier’s house for another wonderful 4 hour meal at lunch. In the pool, speaking some English, it was really really nice. We went directly from their house to here. I coached in the most wonderful spot and then to dinner at a pizzeria just a little down the hill from where we’re staying. Live music, an awesome vibe, cheap, good food. It was really neat.
Yesterday… so Luc wanted to go for a 1-2 hour hike. I said “1-2 hours… have you done this before?” Response: “Oh yeah, so many times when I was little”. Me: “but 1-2 hours… that’s pretty vague. Why such a vaste difference?” Response: “It was a long time ago I can’t remember exactly”. So we head up the “hill”. About 30mins into a straight uphill “little walk” (that’s what he called it) I started to ask more questions. “Please show me the map and what we’re doing…”
Out comes the map “ok, up to the ruins here… then around the mountain, down to this town, and back up home.”
Me: “Ummmmm 1-2 hours? We’re not even at the ruins yet! And you want to go around THAT mountain?” Pointing at a mountain that seems like would take about a day to walk around the circumference. I’ve packed 1 litre of water and 2 cliff bars for the “little walk” for the 3 of us. I demand he calls his aunt for clarification.
His aunt says it’s about 1 hour to the ruins (which was “just around the corner”). Ok, we regroup and we decide once we get to the ruins we’ll choose what comes next. It’s a beautiful walk after the uphill turns to flatish. So many butterflies, crickets, lizards, beautiful views, the clouds shield us from the beating sun, there’s a breeze. AN ACTUAL BREEZE that’s cool! I love this place.
We get to the ruins. They are pretty cool. Way up at the top of this mountain, I try to think about what life must have been like for them. Creating these buildings that are made from stone, overlooking the beautiful valley. Why so high? It couldn’t have been easy to build there.
We drink water, eat the cliff bars. It’s been 2 hours. We choose to go back the same way we came. Luc said the path around the mountain is probably overgrown. Yeah let’s go with that.
We come home and head out for lunch and I’m exhausted so Luc takes off to find some canyon and river and I take a nap and Vivi has a rest. How he can keep going, I’ll never understand.
Side note: Man on man they eat a lot of bread here. I feel like I’m turning into the a French loaf. So I’ve decided no bread for breakfast and no bread from the bread baskets that they bring. I’m slower, I’m more tired, I feel like I’m constantly bloated. I need a bread break.
We have one more day here. And then we head back to the studio. 8 days until I leave for the Camino….
Our suite is for rent as we’re leaving for a year! It’s starting to get really real now!
This is a one year rental August 1, 2018 to June 30, 2019 for the main part of our house. $2222/month some utilities included.
Fully furnished suite on the main level is a great house for a family. Hard wood and cork flooring through out. 2 queen beds and a twin. The bedroom with the twin bed is doubling as an office and does not have a closet. Bathroom has shower/bath and double sink.
Wide and bright open concept living room with two couches, gas fireplace and 55in big screen TV. The kitchen has a gas stove, dishwasher, microwave, oven, double door fridge and freezer.
Master bedroom has windows that are south facing and a sliding glass door out to the deck overlooking the backyard. Perfect for star gazing. Laundry is shared with the other tenants.
Entrance is a separate mudroom with double glass doors out to the deck. Large deck with arbor, Wisteria and grape vines.
Detached double garage with green house in the back to plant tomatoes, peppers, etc…
Big backyard with a cherry tree, 2 apple trees, and a pear tree. There is a brick fire place in the backyard with plenty of wood to burn.
Large driveway, parking area. Plenty of gardens if you like to grow veggies/fruits. There are raspberry and logan berry growing on the side of the garage ready for you to eat.
Lots of privacy. Family friendly neighbourhood.
Bus 72 to Downtown 5 min walk
Groceries etc. 20min walk
25-30 min to Downtown. (no traffic jam)
15min to Airport and BC Ferries.
Awesome elementary French-immersion school 5min walking distance. Looking for a family looking to stay in Victoria for the 2018-19 school year.
Please tell us about yourself and provide references when sending your application.