Looking out the window today, thick white flakes of snow raced sidewise across my view. Earlier this morning, one of Victoria's infrequent snowstorms blew into town. Like so many of the tourists that visit here, the intensity and pace of the snowstorm made it clear that it was going to try to cover all that Victoria has to offer in one day. Not wanting to miss this rare visitor, Jen and I pulled on our waterproof pants over our long johns, put on our hats, and hiked through downtown to the Inner Harbour. The flakes were wet and heavy and they stuck to us as we walked around the harbor. We were in good company though, as both statues of Queen Victoria and Captain James Cook sported soft white outfits over their normal metal outerwear.
As the dampness soaked through my coat and the chill seeped into my socks, my mind, as it often does when I'm cold, wandered to warmer places. Thus, I thought I'd just make a note that over the last week, I've slowly been updating my verbal map to the physical world. Amongst other additions, I've updated my guide to the Mayan Riviera, adding another underground river to swim in, some new restaurants here and there, our favorite places and pyramids in Izamal, and a nice cafe where you can get homemade bread and the local gossip in Tulum. Also, since I've been dreaming of warm places, I'll also mention that I posted pictures from our trip to the Yucatàn earlier this fall. While I probably won't be venturing anywhere tropical soon, I think I'm about due for a mini-vacation to the table next to the fireplace at the local pub very soon.
