September 16, 2004
September 16, 2004
We spend the day cruising south down the western shore of Canada. Aimee and I spend time with the binoculars scanning for sea-life. We see lots of whales in the distance. In particular we see a pod of killer whales and a small boat chasing them.
Every night after dinner, we return to our cabin and find our bed turned down and decorated with a folded-towel animal. Every night is different. Aimee loves them. So much so, she attends a towel folding class.
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