I’ve always been a lover of food…
Today we stepped out of our tourist shoes and spent the day as locals. We got out of bed a little earlier than normal and had streaky bacon with scrambled egg and toast for breakfast, before taking a short drive to the local farmers market.
This gave Abbie and I the chance to take full advantage of as many free samples as possible, including salsa, pakora and granola.
Marion’s friend Joyce spent the morning with us, and after an hour or so of roaming around the market we headed for McCulloch Station, a neighborhood pub in East Kelowna. We arrived just in time for lunch, and instead of ordering our own food we shared four appetisers between us. We had nachos, wings, spin dip and little yorkies. Everything tasted incredible and the portion size was very generous too.
The Champions League Final was on (in the early afternoon, which was very weird in itself) and I won’t bang on about it but I can’t stand the way Ronaldo pranced around after scoring the final penalty as though he’d won the entire competition single handedly. I was glad to see my boy Gareth Bale pick up a second Champions League winners medal though.
We chilled for the rest of the afternoon and I even had a power nap, but when it hit 18:00 we started considering supper. Marion, being the genius that she is, suggested eating at Wendy’s. I’d heard of Wendy’s before but had no idea what it was. I thought it was a breakfast place, like Little Chef, in all honesty. We arrived and I checked out the menu, before choosing the Baconator Double Combo (sounds amazing doesn’t it?) with medium fries and a lemonade, and my god it was impressive. I’ve never had a burger like it! Seriously. Out of this world.
I drove there and back too! Marion has her vehicle insured for all drivers, so let me have a go. Thankfully I’ve done a fair bit of driving on the wrong side of the road before, but the whole left hand drive thing took some getting used to.
It’s funny because before Abbie and I set off on this trip people made comments along the lines of ‘enjoy your last decent meal for a year’ and ‘you won’t be eating like this again forever’ but we’ve just spend an entire day stuffing ourselves!
Tomorrow we’re spending the day with Marion’s grandchildren, who we briefly met at a gas station earlier today. I don’t know much about them yet, but the eldest of three is an ice hockey fanatic, so I’m gonna make him my best friend I think!