The kids wanted to stay at home this morning so I went out for supplies. We will be leaving for Courtenay sometime tomorrow, so we have stuff to do.
When I got home the kids were hungry. Katie has accumulated a lot of leftovers during this past week, so she wanted to stay home and tackle those.
Bobby has been wanting to go back to the Beacon Drive In, the one that Kristina’s son took us to when we met him in Victoria last Friday, so off we went for what would become Daddy/Son Chat #21. He picked up the kid’s hamburger combo, and had an “Avalanche” (which was their version of the DQ Blizzard) with Kit Kat’s as well (see photo to the right). I’m not sure what percentage of fat their ice cream was, but it was delish!
We were planning on going to “Bug World” in downtown Victoria, but there was a “Pro Palestinian Parade” in progress, and a lot of the area was partitioned off. We circled around, but there was no parking, so we left for home.
Later this evening the kids were getting hungry, and not wanting to give up the visitor parking space downstairs in case a lot of “out of towners” came to Victoria on the weekend, we decided to go walk around the neighborhood to get something to eat. The sun was out today, and the cool crisp air was a pleasant delight! We passed a shop hosting a trans open mic night. The coffee shop down the way had a live jazz band playing. Music and voices spilled onto the sidewalk, giving the whole neighborhood a sense of warmth and inclusivity. It struck me how alive this community feels — people opening doors, sharing themselves, and inviting others in.
We ended up at Prinkle Chicken Vancouver Island, where we picked up a medium Canadian Pineapple pizza for Bobby and a medium Mediterranean pizza for Katie. The wait was 20 minutes, and the kids played Wordle on my iPhone while we waited.
Back in the apartment this evening, while the kids munched away, we watched a YouTube video by Bryan Mayhem about selling homemade bath balms. Katie’s eyes lit up — she’s talking now about wanting to start her own little business back in Courtenay. That spark of curiosity felt like the day planting a seed in her, the kind of small moment that might grow into something bigger.