When in Whistler…

I am now safe and sound in Whistler, BC for the Whistler Film Festival, after a five hour car trip from Seattle. As soon as we crossed the border, we had to stop from some exotic Canadian food.

Okay, it was McDonald’s…I’m not too proud of that fact. But as soon as you cross the border your options are limited.

The ride up was beautiful, with the BC coastline being as dramatic as everyone has said. Route 99 from Vancouver to Whistler is a ride I highly recommend.

The ski resort itself? The jury is still out, but the view from the top is going to have to be impressive as at the bottom it’s barely nothing more than an upscale-outdoor mall.

For dinner, I did have to get the taste of lunch out of my mouth, so Lynn and I ended up at Bavaria Restaurant. Well, not so much ended up as thought it would be a hoot to eat Bavarian food.

A glass of Warsteiner, a bit of Okanagan Pear Cider, a plate of Veal Schnitzel Holstein (pictured above), another of Sauerbraten, and then all topped off with an decadent apple strudel.

And all was right with the world.


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