There’s no time. NO TIME. I just have to show you guys this:
Just a couple dead gophers having a barbecue.
Just a trio of dead gophers jamming out.
And this and this and this:
Just a dead gopher fireman pretending to be dead.
Just a dead gopher minister preaching while a dead gopher sleeps and a dead naked gopher angel hovers overhead with a harp.
Just a dead albino gopher with satanic eyes trying to lasso a dead clown gopher.
The Gopher Hole Museum basically altered the very course of my life. I might ditch every dream I’ve ever dreamt just to volunteer in the same vicinity of a couple dozen dead/dressed gophers. I mean WOULDN’T YOU?
First the gopher body without the head…
…and now the gopher head without the body.
But guys, the Gopher Hole Museum was only the beginning of a truly momentous week. Check out some of my favorite moments from Alberta and then across the stunning Canadian Rockies to British Columbia!
Lake Louise: the bluest coldest most breathtaking water I’ve ever seen.
COLDEST GLACIER WATER EVER BUT OH SO GOOD.
Vancouver skyline taken from a pedestrian path on a bridge. Stunning city.
Soccer in Vancouver. No big.
I rented a bike for 6 hours and rode all over Vancouver! Life-infusing doesn’t describe half of it.
I couldn’t find an American flag on Independence Day. Close enough?
OK, so I did happen to find an American flag in Vancouver on Independence Day. God bless Canada.
Have you ever spent Independence Day in another country? How did you celebrate?
AND MORE IMPORTANTLY WHICH DEAD GOPHER IS YOUR FAVORITE?