Here we are... 600 miles and just a few weeks from home and .... nothing.
We've been broken down more than days than not. My spirit is busted, and the only thing that hasn't gone completely tits up is Jeffrey's patience and ability to put up with my lack thereof. Yes, we are in the most majestic place either of us have ever seen, but it's hard to remember it's beauty when you're squinting through 7 constant days of grey rain and occasional teary eyes.
We finally said, "fuck it" and started spending money on having a good time instead of just RV repairs. We rented a little motor boat and explored Lake Minnewanka in Banff National Park. It's the largest of the park's lakes, and the only one that motorized boats are allowed in. We got caught in a sudden downpour at the furthest point of our boating expedition. Luckily, I brought my giant coat (thanks, NorthFace). Jeffrey on the other hand, got soaked... all while laughing and saying, "I ain't afraid of rain!" (I think we've both become manic in the face of anything 'bad' at this point).
In all the mayhem, we both missed our anniversary. I'm not big on those sorta things anyways, so it was nice that there wasn't any pressure around it. In retrospect, we did have a very romantic evening hiking along Moraine Lake, the "Jewel of the Rockies".
And like Canadian Mountain clockwork, the rain replaced the sunset and left us in a peaceful drizzle. The raindrops hit the surface of the blue water in such a calm chaos that it left us in a meditative state, wrapped in each others arms, thankful that we had one another no matter what. So, it kind of was a perfect way to spend our anniversary-- loving each other, just because.
So we've been hiding out on Whidbey Island getting the inside perfected while we wait. These are a few (terrible) shots of the original motif.
And now, introducing the newly renovated, salvage chic decor....
Here is our beautiful little kitchen, with our "master bedroom" in the back! (for you non-RV gurus, the driving area is below the bed, behind the ladder). The door with the mirror leads to our bathroom and opposite of that is the outside door.
A very dear friend gifted us the most darling tiny mason jars, intended to be shot glasses. We used some Museum Putty to affix them to the serving window to transform them into wild flower vases (#wildflowerwedneday here I come!). Holds strong, even when in motion.
We ripped out the oven and are replacing it with our portable camp stove. This frees up space, since we need our stove for tent camping anyways.
We replaced the hardware on the cabinets and drawers, and slapped on about a million coats of paint to cover that HORRID '70s wood paneling.
Our accent wall is made from reclaimed cedar shingles rescued from a neighbor's yard-waste.
The counter-top, ladder, kitchen hood and full-length mirror are up-cycled from the original RV interior. We installed new faux-hardwood floor planks and cut a thrifted coffee bean bag to create a makeshift curtain.