Made me happy: Visit to Victoria to catch up with my son and his wife. Stayed at Inn at Laurel Point at a very good rate in the beautiful Erickson wing, overlooking Victoria's harbour. Late brunch on Sunday with Zach and Joey at Zambri's. Yummy food, mimosas & coffees, exciting chat about the younger folk's upcoming (delayed) honeymoon to France and Italy. Later, heading back to ILP, we ducked out of the rain to shelter in Munro's Books, emerging with a stack of reading to keep me happy for a few weeks. . . . And then after some quiet time in our gorgeously appointed room, we headed out again to meet the newlyweds at Ebizo Sushi. We'd forgotten how good really great sushi can be, having learned to tolerate mediocre for convenience's sake. New resolutions have been made. Highly recommend you check out this modest-looking spot next time you're in our province's capital.
Drove back early Monday morning through glorious sunshine along one of the most scenic routes you could ever imagine in your own backyard (we are so lucky, here on Vancouver Island!) -- the Malahat's elevation offers stunning views of the island-dotted Salish Sea. And our halfway stop, as it so often is? The Mill Bay Serious Coffee that got me through all those early-morning drives to University of Victoria when I was doing my "doc." My fondness for their version of brioches has not abated -- rather, it has infected Paul such that neither of us can resist. Nor need we.
Back home, caught up on marking. Almost ready to give these papers back at Wednesday's exam (which I have yet to complete writing). Then just 3 sections of exams to mark, grades to collate and file, and I will be free to begin prepping for September's classes. Might take a little break first. Just maybe. . . .
Meanwhile, as I began . . . visiting with a splendid son and daughter-in-law, who can show their parents some of the city's best, who know good food and drink (DIL being a sommelier, bien sûr), who relate interesting experiences and stimulate lively conversation. . . especially when said son picks up the tab for the most expensive of the above meals and announces he's treating -- ah, well, it makes a mother proud! and Happy!