I went to Canada, near Vancouver when I was around 6. It was a memorable trip, we went to visit our relatives that were living there at the time. The journey didn't start off so well. On the flight over to Canada my eardrum burst and I was in major pain, screaming and puking as one does in that situation! We eventually arrived and I was brought to the doc, given medicine and awarded with a cool doll for my troubles!The only pics I have are printed ones,so if I find a scanner I can put them up but for now I'll just describe it to you. It was a great trip, Dad had bought a Harley over there and was getting it shipped back to Ireland. We, that's me and my older brother, were totally integrated into the lifestyle straight away, making honey loop necklaces in this Summer camp with our cousins and having water fights.I remember there were a lot of totem poles in the local parks.
