roasted at midnight.

I'm walking inside the back door and see a semi-familiar figure walking through the hall way and out the door. The silhouette is distorted by the two big boxes that she is carrying, but I'd know the God perfected curls from a mile away.

She's practically out of breath as she scrambles out into the cool dampness of the night.

"It's an emergency!" she lets out. And I know exactly what she's in need of.

"...I can give you some coffee..."

"Really?"

"Yea, please. It's above the microwave."

Steph. She roasts her own beans in a popcorn popper. Thus, she carried her load downstairs at the stroke of midnight so she would have coffee for the morning. I admire her dedication, and I know the feeling, but I'm glad I was there to save her the lack of sleep in which she almost had to endure.

 "How much does a hipster weigh? 

An instigram. Here, take my picture!

Boom! Am I me or am I my mom!? 

...I don't know."

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squamish.

This weekend marks the half way point of my summer at CanIL. By tradition, this is when they have their annual summer camping trip at Mt Squamish.

What did we do!? Slept in tents (or in my case, a hammock), hiked a mountain (in my case, a lake and two mountains), sang lots of songs, ate lots of food, and enjoyed lots great company!

Here's some pictures for yah!

 This was the lake at the end of our long hike up to Garibaldi Lake on Saturday.

There are these crazy jays found up in higher altitudes that eat straight from peoples hands! They just sit around and scope out hands in the air with food in them and they swoop down, grab em and take off!

There were five or six crazies, me included, that decided to go for a swim. This picture is all you need to know how it felt...

On Sunday, a couple carloads decided to go up to the other mountain called Chief. It has 3 peaks in which you climb up tons and tons of steep rocks and stairs to get to the top of:

The stairs looking down.

The next four pictures are a panoramic of the golden view that you get when you get to the top!

Definitely worth all the work! Though we just decided to do one of the 3 peaks, whereas a lot of people yesterday went to the top of all of them to get a view from each vantage point!

And here's one of the carloads at the bottom! We were 3 of 5 that hiked both days! Lets just say that I will be taking stairs as little as possible for a couple days!

God is Good guys! And he speaks through all of creation!

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international festivities.

  Last week was one for celebrating! First thing in the morning Steph comes out and exclaims in her usual fashion, "We have to eat poutine today. It's Canada day. We're having it." Ha! So we go to church, ask around, and The Fort Pub has it. We load up the car and head there to find that they have original and loaded. Original is just fries smothered with gravy and cheese curds, which we found out is way better than the loaded impersonator.  

(Steph, Amy, Me, Sarah, and Andrew)

After the tasty meal, we trekked down town to the actual Fort Langley, where British Columbia originated! There were displays and a band and just celebratory things happening. We took a picture with an unmounted montie:

We met up with some friends and decided to go get gelato! Haha! But, to our demise there was a lady cooking bancock (another Canada Day food!) on the sidewalk! So our Canadian friend, Steph, once again took the honors of helping us naive Staters out.

Then we went and got gelato! (Yes. Lots of food.)

We went to a concer that evening where we saw a sweet band called Dublin 2 Delhi, a mix of Irish and Indian music! Followed shortly by fireworks! Greatest and only first Canada Day ever!

Three days later! Us Staters got to do the honors of introducing a Canadian to the wonders of the 4th! We crossed down to Washington and went to a fireworks show on the harbor. We ate potatoe chips and raw cookie dough... its seemed like "American" things to eat haha!

(Back: Rachel and Adrianna, Front: Jordan, our Canadian, Me and Sarah)

It was a late border crossing and my first night of little sleep. The next night I was up working on the some crazy last minute homework. (Crazy as in it took hours!) BUT! All in all, it was a great week of sharing holidays so I can't really complain!

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opening doors.

This is Fraser. My summer home.

The front door:

 To the left is another door which leads to the stairs:

Up the stairs there is another door:

Down the hall and around the corner, are yet another set of doors:

Oh hey! More doors down the hall! And my lovely roommate!

Through those doors, and at the end of the hall, is... *scrolls up to count how many doors we've been through...* Door 6?

And finally, right off the lobby, is our room. <3

It's interesting going through so many doors to get to one lovely destination. That was from the ground up right? Haha! I go through 6 other doors just to get to the kitchen!

Going through all these closed doors got me to thinking one day...

What if we miss opportunities to go through closed doors just because we assume they're locked...

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