Whistler Weekend


When my aunt and uncle came to visit this past summer, we all went up to Whistler for a few days. I love Whistler – it’s as beautiful in the summer as it is blanketed in snow. Stella is not a fan of long drives, and while the drive up to Whistler isn’t that long (about 2 hours from Vancouver), we make a few stops so she can go pee and get some air. One of our favourite stops along the way is Porteau Cove – it’s a popular scuba diving spot, lots of shipwrecks or something. I’m not actually sure if dogs are allowed there, but we’ve never been told otherwise and Stella loves the water. So we go all the time.


There’s a lot to love about Whistler Village, but my favourite is getting breakfast at 7:30am, right when the tiny bakery by the hotel opens. The air is scented with cinnamon, and the village is quiet for a few hours. My dad always gets coffee and a croissant, my mom gets oatmeal with lots of brown sugar, my brother is never up early enough for breakfast, and I always get a bagel with smoked salmon and cream cheese.


Later on, we’ll meet up with the rest of the family for lunch before we split up again to go zip-lining, bungee-jumping, mountain biking, or my favourite, shopping and more eating. And then we’ll reconvene for dinner – always on a patio so Stella and Peanut can join.


And we never leave without ice cream at Cow’s.

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