Arriving in Boston having successfully slept most of the journey, minus the somewhat scary border crossing back in to USA, we find our hostel and make a plan for the day over our brekkie. Heading out with great intentions to begin the freedom trail we find ourselves in the public gardens laying in the sun snoozing!! Ooops. Even with our impromptu nap mid morning we still managed to head to the esplanade and see a few sights before heading back to the hostel to ch...

We sign into jail and are shown to our cell! Yep we are staying in Ottawa's old prison. Cell 108 was to be home for the next 3 nights. We had an invite to the British High Commission for a cheese and wine evening thanks to a friend of Blinkys. We had a true backpackers dilemma here....'how does one create a decent outfit fit for the high commission?!' Surprising ourselves we manage this task in 20 minutes making it on time! Now from last years travels in Oz chee...

Touchdown in Toronto. Weather was awesome. I make the most of the early start by a family skype session easing the mild homesickness a bit. Feeling the need to explore we get the low down of what to do in town, from the hostel reception. We set out full of motivation. This motivation wears thin pretty quickly as do the energy levels (suffering post red eye flight sleep deprivation) looking for a suitable place to chill out and restore our energy levels. We stumbl...

We head off to Departure Bay ferry port in our little Mazda 2 named Wes. Setting sail for Nanaimo. The weather forecast was looking ropey to say the least but we were pleasantly surprised during our crossing. Being the subtle and quiet fellows that we are we happen to attract the attention of a very sweet Aussie couple who mistake us for fellow Aussies. Not the first time this has happened, we will definitely fit right back in when we arrive down under in October...

So we arrive in Vancouver somewhat jaded and disorientated after little sleep and an arrival time of 6am. Notwithstanding that fact we manage to find the train station, get on the right train and find our hostel. Now Gemma and I are not total princesses but we passed the likes of the higher end shops into the realms of Vancouver's 'adult shop' district only to stumble upon our hostel. We drop our bags off but not before we have a suitably hysterical moment with ...