<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:31:35.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Unfettered</title><subtitle type='html'>There is no stopping now. Keep moving, that's what I intend to do. Life is here and now, and this is your way of keeping track with all that's happening...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-8270660229823723471</id><published>2009-02-17T16:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:15:52.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially official...</title><content type='html'>Big news: it's official! Shane and I are engaged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it all went down. On Valentine's Day, we were going back to work so we went out for dinner for a romantic night on the Friday night before. (Friday the 13th, hehe!) We went to the Rimrock where we started dating just about 3 years ago. But when Shane called earlier in the week, he was told that the same table does not exist anymore. It's apparently a maitre d' station. So we did go back and found a table but the place was really really busy because of it was family day weekend. So we decided not to stay and head over to the sushi train instead. We love the train and eat there just about every time we're home. It's a small restaurant, with at the most about 20 people, where the chef is making sushi from the center of the room and everybody sits around him. He then puts the food on a electric train which runs around the room and you take your food from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after eating dinner, Shane had arranged with the chef to have the ring put on a plate with some candles and put on the train. I didn't notice it until it was almost right up to me. The whole restaurant saw the ring coming along and stopping talking, curious to see who it was for. When finally it arrived next to me, Shane "suggested" I took that plate and put the ring on my finger. The whole restaurant clapped and congratulated us. It was nice and casual, and really us. Plus the ring is beautiful! Shane did a really good job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're back at the lodge for two weeks and working away. Things are good and busy and I'm working on figuring out what to do as soon as the season is over (which is coming rather quickly). Not sure what will be happening yet. I'm hoping to work at the lodge with Shane over the summer, but I won't know if that will be a go or not for another while. I'm also looking at other options for the moment and looking forward to knowing what the next step is. My mom is coming to visit for a week or so in March and it'll be super nice to see her. And spend time with Myriam, who is moving back from Calgary to Quebec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'm going back to work for the night. Break time is over... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-8270660229823723471?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/8270660229823723471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=8270660229823723471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/8270660229823723471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/8270660229823723471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2009/02/officially-official.html' title='Officially official...'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-7496964647314194888</id><published>2008-12-22T14:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:05:33.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitting my tongue</title><content type='html'>The season has officially started and it has been completely crazy. The schedule is grueling and the workload is heavy but the life is great. The deskrat I have been is no longer as I'm learning to appreciate routine and menial tasks. To my surprise, the transition is not so hard. I find I am getting used to the mindless tasks in front of me and doing them with a positive anticipation. I am also enjoying the increased physical demands of walking, running, pushing, hauling and so on that come with the job. I am happy with the exercise I get through work and with the opportunities to top it off with heli-skiing, cross-country skiing, stationary bike and more. This place has got everything you need to get in shape although the constant provision of protein-rich food makes it hard to improve on your shape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane has also been working hard, particularly on fixing some issues with the hydro project which generates the electricity for the whole building. I don't really understand everything when he tries to explain, but I hear that everything is working well now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went heli-skiing with guests yesterday for the first time since our training week. It did not turn out as good as I was hoping at all... I am classed as a 'K2' or intermediate and I was put with a really strong group of guests that have done this for a long time. I only did one run (although from the heli pickup to my return at the lodge, it was about 2 hours) and was drained... and a little embarassed. A nice British gentleman stayed behind with me to help me through the run but it is the toughest I have ever skiied. For one, the snow was powder up to my knee and I'm not used to it, which makes for very difficult skiing especially when recovering from a knee injury, and two, the skis I was on were shorter than before and a little too short for me to float well. All in all, I found it really hard... Anyways, it can only get better from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is Christmas and it will be Shane and me's first Christmas together. It should be great. There is no environment that would be more idyllic for a white Christmas than the lodge. With all the snow around, the quietness, the remoteness, the family atmosphere (~some guests and staff have their kids here this week) and a big, freshly cut tree in the main living area, it definitely is starting to feel like the Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to go. I have some phone calls to make before getting ready for dinner set-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful Christmas. All my love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-7496964647314194888?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/7496964647314194888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=7496964647314194888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/7496964647314194888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/7496964647314194888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2008/12/bitting-my-tongue.html' title='Bitting my tongue'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-8148105798921212657</id><published>2008-12-08T21:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:37:13.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first time</title><content type='html'>There's quite a bit of nerves associated with anything really new. Usually. This first time was no exception...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week had a few firsts, most of them rather ordinary, but one of them worth mentioning...! I spent the last week at the lodge going through training with the rest of the staff. I learned a million new things including such crucial items as how to scrub toilets properly, make beds, walk around helicopters, and more... It was a great week, although the definite highlight was the heli-ski. That was the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into the helicopter and did a few runs in the alpine around the lodge. Although according to heli-ski standards, there wasn't a ton of snow, I was really impressed... To be standing on top of a mountain, on a bluebird day, with nothing around for miles and miles and miles, with only a few friends and a toboggan for each foot (read: really wide skis) is a feeling hard to explain. The actual skiing after the initial emotion was, on the other hand, a lot harder... :) I was glad to come out still walking, since I am still a little shaky due to last year's knee injury. But all in all, I made it through the day with quite a few moments of incredible exhilaration and relieved excitement for having survived (literally) going down some incredibly steep pitches unscathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane and I are back in Canmore for the week, heading back out to the lodge for two weeks this coming Saturday morning. We are skiing at Sunshine all week and enjoying the time off. Why did I not start doing this job earlier, honestly! Last year, at this time, I was killing myself over a job that was underpaid, underrewarded and overdemanding... What a change a year brings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-8148105798921212657?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/8148105798921212657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=8148105798921212657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/8148105798921212657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/8148105798921212657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-time.html' title='The first time'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-5021126554134336491</id><published>2008-11-30T17:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T18:04:15.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s not easy being… unemployed?</title><content type='html'>Oh, the hard life of the perpetual vacationer…! Ok, I’m just kidding… I am not complaining. At all. I am really enjoying the time off. Although I am looking forward to being busy again. I will be busier again soon enough, as I’m starting the season in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you’ve heard by now, but in case you haven’t, I’m joining the CMH family for the winter. Canadian Mountain Holidays is a heli-skiing company that has 12 remote luxury lodges in BC where people spend a week or more for as much as $15,000/ wk. The guests are flown in (with staff) by helicopter once a week and access the wonderful remote wilderness of the area daily for skiing by helicopter. I figured that the only way I could ever try heli-skiing was to be paid for it (while working) since I could never afford it myself. All things considered, I think it’s going to be a wonderful winter. Shane has been working there for over 1,5 years and I’m looking forward to joining him for the season. He’s been away several weeks at a time, and although it’s been good for us to be apart, it’s time not to be anymore. They’ve put us on the same schedule, which means that we will be working for two weeks, then home for a week. You can see photos of the lodge at &lt;a href="http://www.canadianmountainholidays.com/heli-skiing/lodges/lodges/galena"&gt;www.canadianmountainholidays.com/heli-skiing/lodges/lodges/galena&lt;/a&gt;. For the weeks we are home, we bought our Sunshine Village ski passes and we’ll be using them as often as possible when we’re off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been at the lodge for a days already, keeping Shane company until the managers come tomorrow and then all staff on Tuesday. We are starting a week of training which should have us ready to go by the time the season starts on December 6th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two weeks of the season, the lodge is booked by Australian clients who take over the lodge and have the first go at skiing for the season. They charter in their friends at will and apparently have an amazing time every year. I look forward to meeting them this year. They use to own Quicksilver and Roxy, I hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all this said, things are ramping up and vacation time is over in a few hours. Although I have really enjoyed the time off, I am ready to be useful and needed somewhere. And I am starting to really need the money too, after close to 3 months without revenue coming in…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be writing from here when I have a few moments. I’ll be posting some photos of life in the nowhere shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers for now,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-5021126554134336491?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/5021126554134336491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=5021126554134336491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/5021126554134336491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/5021126554134336491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-not-easy-being-unemployed.html' title='It’s not easy being… unemployed?'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-2743259987712769229</id><published>2008-10-31T09:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:03:40.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on track</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost 2 whole years before I wrote last. A little break, you must say. :) Well, yeah, absolutely... I stopped writing because the whole plan for this blog was to keep my family at home updated on my time out West. However, as I realized that Banff had become my home, it seemed pointless to continue writing. Oh, and plus, my life became ridiculously busy... Anyways, I'm not making excuses, I'm just explaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, with interesting plans coming ahead for the next year or so, I figure I should start writing on this blog again to keep everyone up-to-speed on what's happening with Shane and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, keep your eyes peeled. This page will start moving ahead. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-2743259987712769229?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/2743259987712769229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=2743259987712769229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/2743259987712769229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/2743259987712769229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-on-horse.html' title='Back on track'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-6800711921836285582</id><published>2006-12-26T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:55:42.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's already the Boxing Day today, and therefore Christmas has already come and gone. But still I want to wish you all a very happy Holiday season...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got home last Wednesday quite late, and my family was there waiting for me with a big sign, courtesy of my little sister who couldn't make it to the airport that night (- she had a big exam the next day). Two of my brothers were there, with their girlfriends, along with Myriam and Mom and Dad. It had been almost two years since I had seen them (i.e. since I had left home). Too long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, it's been really good to see all the people here, including some friends and a lot of family. I have been the center of too much attention, with some interesting "Oh!"s and "Ah!"s  and "I'm coming to visit" when seeing pictures of the Rockies. It made me realize how good we have it in the mountains. Life is really good in Banff. Maybe even a little too good. I already miss the mountains and will be excited to go back to it when I'm done my time at home. Yet I am truly enjoying my time in a "familiar land".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had our LaRoche family party on the 23rd (- I was asked 4 times in 4 minutes by 4 different people as to when I was coming home...). We stayed up quite late on Christmas Eve to celebrate the birth of Jesus, and with a few days of late nights in a row, I have accumulated some pretty impressive bags under my eyes. So I'm trying to catch up on sleep and fun time, - which I think I am doing quite well so far, I have to say. All this to say, it's been good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took my grandma to the restaurant for breakfast this morning, and my aunts, and cousins decided to tag along. It was great to spend time with them, and reconnect. I was asked more questions about the Rockies and my boyfriend, and came out tired and happy. I spent yesterday on the Mount Royal in the middle of Montreal. There was no snow at all, with green grass - not yellow - everywhere. Today, however, we woke up to a good inch of wet, wet snow. The white Christmas came in late for the big day... A first since 1977 - according to Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, right about now, I am winding down for the evening, although it's only 7 pm. But I am thinking of cuddling into the couch and watching TV for a little bit... How exciting! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am heading to Ottawa in a few days to say Hi to all my friends there. And then, before I know it, it'll be time to get back on the plane and go back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love you all, and wish you a wonderful Christmas again, and a great Happy New Year coming up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-6800711921836285582?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/6800711921836285582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=6800711921836285582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/6800711921836285582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/6800711921836285582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-5833181385431976318</id><published>2006-12-07T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:42:15.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been slacking. I stopped writing here, and stopped journaling too... But I am starting again, and hope to give this blog more attention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss my French, and therefore will post this entry in French. If you really need to know what I'm saying, email me and I'll tell you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La vie ici est toujours très occupée. Les jours sont longs, mais les semaines passent vite. C'est tout de même encourageant! Ma mère et mes soeurs comptent les jours avant mon arrivée à la maison pour les Fêtes. Aujourd'hui, c'est 13 jours...  J'ai bien hâte! J'arrive le 20 décembre en soirée.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Je suis à Banff depuis presque 2 ans déjà. Le temps passe très vite! J'essaie de me rappeler le ''bon vieux temps'' quand j'étais dans les Laurentides, mais ça semble tellement loin! La vie est tellement différente maintenant, avec un bon emploi, la vie dans les montagnes, un merveilleux copains, un environnement complètement anglophone, etc. Mais je suis loin de me plaindre; tout va merveilleusement bien présentement. Je me sens régulièrement pas à la hauteur de ce qui m'arrive... On m'offre d'impressionnantes opportunités, je travaille pour une bonne compagnie, je vis dans un paradis, je suis en amour avec l'homme de ma vie, et tout ça à 22 ans... Certaines personnes attendent toute leur vie pour être ou je suis, et parfois n'auront jamais ce que j'ai. Je suis bénie et je suis bien consciente de cela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tout ça pour dire que la vie va très bien, et que malgré tout, je m'ennuie beaucoup de la maison. J'aimerais être plus disponible pour ma famille, voir mes frères &amp; soeurs plus régulièrement, être là pour les moments importants ou difficiles, et partager ma vie avec eux en plus amples détails. Qui sait, je retournerai peut-être au Québec dans les prochaines années....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pour l'instant, je tire ma révérence et retourne au travail qui m'attend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Je vous aime tous! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-5833181385431976318?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/5833181385431976318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=5833181385431976318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/5833181385431976318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/5833181385431976318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/12/home-for-holidays.html' title='Home for the Holidays'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-116232180937276100</id><published>2006-10-31T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:10:09.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures online</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been way too long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have posted some pictures at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anniklaroche.photosite.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.anniklaroche.photosite.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will be posting some more shortly. Feel free to stop by there anytime! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-116232180937276100?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/116232180937276100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=116232180937276100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/116232180937276100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/116232180937276100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/10/pictures-online.html' title='Pictures online'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-115557663266822153</id><published>2006-08-14T11:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T11:30:32.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/New%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/New%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-115557663266822153?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/115557663266822153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=115557663266822153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/115557663266822153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/115557663266822153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-115516602438323385</id><published>2006-08-09T17:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T17:27:04.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whoaa, I'm behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life has been a whirlwind here and the new job, although going great, is eating up my time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All in all, everything has been wonderful recently. On my last post, I was mentioning that I had confirmed the new job. I started the position a few weeks ago and things have been great. I am learning lots (especially since I have not had any training whatsoever). So I spend a lot in Jason's office, figuring out reports and procedures. I think I am getting the hang of it. Good thing since the manager of Marketing and Communications is leaving Brewster shortly. That means that all her job is now relayed to the Sales team. Good for me, I hope to take on some of her previous responsibilties since I am the one with the training to do so. We'll see where that goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apart from that, my roommate Natalie and I have joined with Melissa (a colleague of ours) and moved to a house downtown Banff (instead of an apartment). The house is 100 years old this year, and thus has lots of "character", but is still pretty cool! Last night, Melissa brought home a chocolate lab puppy. It is so nice to come home to a puppy! She is soo beautiful... She has yet to be named but I think her name will be Kona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My brother Marc is moving to Sweden in a week and so, I've been calling home to catch him a few times before he goes. My brother Matthew turns 20 today! J-P has a new job working in Laval. What else... Myriam is still engaged! And Catherine is back from working at the summer camp where she was for several weeks. That's the round-up for the family, I think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went for lunch with my former boss, now friend Maureen, today. She is pregnant with twins, almost ready to pop. She found out recently, or rather announced recently, that the boy has a heart defect. They can't tell what exactly until he's born but he might have to stay at the hospital in Edmonton for up to a year. This means they might have to move there for a while until things are alright. She had just started a new job a few months back, and now is on mat leave. Her husband Darren also just started a job a few months ago, and was going to start another new one, but now he has to leave for Edmonton (where the best children's hospital is) for maybe a few months... How trying to go through all this... So please remember to pray for them when you have a chance. They will need all the support they can get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for me, well, I am off to a wedding reception tonight. Some friends of our got married in the Dominican Republic recently, and just got back to town. They are having a celebration tonight with all their friends and family around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So that's the length of it for today. You can always contact me at 403-763-3500 or at work 403-762-6762, or on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:alaroche@stobec.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alaroche@stobec.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I am also on MSN during the day (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:anniklaroche@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anniklaroche@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-115516602438323385?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/115516602438323385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=115516602438323385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/115516602438323385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/115516602438323385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-115125246604871619</id><published>2006-06-25T09:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T10:21:08.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New title, new step</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have great news!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just confirmed a new job this morning. As of July 17th, I will take the position of Sales &amp; Marketing Coordinator for Brewster. I have had to go through almost 2 weeks of interviews, meetings, discussions, etc. But it paid off because I was offered the position on Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had it in the cards the whole time while transferring to Head Office, to move over to Sales &amp; Marketing probably around September, where I could use my training better. I didn't know if it was going to work or when it would materialize, but I am happy it happy it happened even before that. I am really blessed to see how things are unfolding. I had not intended to stay in Banff more than the summer (like everybody else!) but I got stuck here, loving the mountains and the small town feel, loving my church and friends, working for a company that allows me to grow, and with a great boyfriend. What else can I ask for! Maybe a trip home for a few days?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had planned to go home for a few days in September, since it will have been 1,5 years without being home at all. Now, with the new job, I am a bit worried that this won't happen. I might have to wait until Christmas to go home... I hope my brother Marc will be back from Sweden for Christmas at that point (he is moving to Sweden for a year - for school). It would be nice to see him, and my two other brothers which I haven't seen in more than a year... Oh well, enough rambling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All this to say, I am at work for a few hours this morning, filling in for a colleague who's won a fam trip on the Rocky Mountaineer. Hum, I wish I was there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apart from that, Shane &amp; I went camping last weekend. We got friends to join us... It was great! We had a great time at the bonfire, getting to know people that I have seen around a lot but never really got to know. We had plans to go again this weekend, but it didn't pan out. We'll try to go often this summer, to catch a few nights of fresh mountain air instead of being stuck between four walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friend Mike &amp; Mel Fast are expecting a little bundle of joy shortly. I wish them all the best, a healthy baby, an easy delivery. I am sure they will be great parents! Good luck, you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright, well, this is it for now. You can always email if you find I don't write enough or often enough! Looking forward to hearing from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-115125246604871619?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/115125246604871619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=115125246604871619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/115125246604871619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/115125246604871619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-title-new-step.html' title='New title, new step'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114986898415508904</id><published>2006-06-09T09:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T10:03:04.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Regular business</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I received a wedding invitation yesterday from a good friend of mine and his girlfriend. They are so cute... Here's their website address: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sametleah.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.sametleah.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I wish I could be home for their wedding. That's when I really miss being home. I'll see if I can make it out for it. It'd be great because then I would also see my brother Marc before he moves to Sweden in September...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On top of that, I have another wedding to go to in July, in Vancouver. Can anybody get married around here? It's hard to get time off for these things, people! Very much looking forward to it though... It's my good friend Rachel's brother Andrew, who is also a friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ah, weddings... It's a nice change from the crazy "baby year" we've had this year! I know the year's not done yet, but I think there's already been around 10 babies, and some more to come... What's hit everybody?? Baby fever??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for my fever, I am doing a lot better. I have been able to do a few full days at work this week. Some of them I have had to cut short a bit. I am trying to balance sleep and work, and the fact that whenever I take time off, I lose money (even though I have a doctor's note)... No sick time available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, I haven't heard from a friend of mine who's travelling around the world since April 1st. It's making me a bit nervous now. I hope he's fine. Rob, please send some news, or even an update on your blog. I hope the world's treating you ok... Take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's it for now... Talk to you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114986898415508904?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114986898415508904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114986898415508904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114986898415508904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114986898415508904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/06/regular-business.html' title='Regular business'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114952458697420204</id><published>2006-06-05T10:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:23:06.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the saddle (or sort of...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wrote this entry twice, and somehow lost it both times. Sorry I won't write it a third time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I had to say was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - I am feeling better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - Mom was here until Saturday and I was very happy that she was here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - My sister Myriam is leaving today, and it was so good to spend time with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - Shane came back from Manitoba. I missed him, I'm happy he's back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - My friend JF Carrey successfully summited Everest on May 17th. For more details, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jfcarrey.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.jfcarrey.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had made it a lot nicer and more detailed than this, but I am getting tired of rewriting this... Sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114952458697420204?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114952458697420204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114952458697420204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114952458697420204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114952458697420204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-on-saddle-or-sort-of.html' title='Back on the saddle (or sort of...)'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114893691767825316</id><published>2006-05-29T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T15:08:37.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you don't slow down, your body will do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n this is asking a lot of energy... I am at the Banff Centre checking my emails and I am dreaming of my comfy couch... I have been diagnosed with mono last week, and it's hit pretty good since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had started to feel really dizzy, bad headaches, fever bouts, with an utter lack of energy a little while ago. I thought I was just being lazy, and I was mad at myself for not being able to kick myself in the butt and draw myself to the gym, or go for a walk, etc. Now I understand... I was starting a mono... I have been told to take 2 weeks off work (which I cannot really afford right now :/... So, all I have been doing since Thursday is sleep, veg, watch TV, do nothing. For those who know me, this is very out of nature for me and therefore even more draining (it's hard to do nothing!). However, there is one upside to all this: Mom and my sister are here for another week. They have both been really good with me, making me dinner, keeping the place clean, buying the groceries and doing the laundry. I am not used to this royal treatment. Thanks girls, I really appreciate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shane has gone home to Manitoba for a week, for his mom's 50th b-day party as well as his sister's graduation from university. It sounds like it's been a pretty good week for him so far. Nonetheless, I wish he was around... I will be really happy to welcome him back home on Wednesday (this is the longest we've been apart from each other since even before we started dating...). Crazy how fast you get attached to someone and how much you miss then when they're away for a even a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, this was the last thing I wanted to do before heading back home to sleep (again). I know it's not a long update but that's going to have to do for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love you a ton, take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114893691767825316?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114893691767825316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114893691767825316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114893691767825316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114893691767825316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-you-dont-slow-down-your-body-will.html' title='If you don&apos;t slow down, your body will do...'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114729930613352831</id><published>2006-05-10T16:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:15:06.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On the use of time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yoyoy. How great life is! And how fast time flies…!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really been amazed at how fast the past few weeks have gone… I woke up this morning to realize that most of the week was already gone, yet I feel like it is still Monday afternoon…! No wonder I’m having a hard time keeping this up-to-date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here’s an update on the recent days…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Melissa from Ottawa came up for a week. It was so great to see her! I hadn’t seen her in a while and it was good to spend some time catching up. She is a dear friend although we don’t always take the time to keep up with each other. She is one of those friends you just take up the phone, and in an hour, you are up-to-date with… Melissa, I am lucky to have met you and be your friend. I hope you had a good time in the mountains and really hope that you’ll really end up moving here in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I am not too sure what to write about. Either because it all blends in together or because things have been going good and nothing quite stands out… I am not sure. Either or, I will do my best to quite you entertained with this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is coming to see me in a few days. She is taking her long-time friend from Maine with her for a few days. My sister Myriam is arriving a few days later for a week or two. Then, my friend Karina from home is also coming by for a week, arriving the day after my sister leaves. It’s going to be a busy month, that’s for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!!! I forgot to mention something really important… My sister Myriam got engaged a few days ago. Here’s a picture of her ring… She is glowing (I hear - I haven’t seen her yet but she is coming soon). I was expecting the proposal soon because when Patrick asked her when she wanted him to propose, she had said she would have liked to have a ring to show when she came out West to see me… And so he delivered. They are getting married next summer, right after she turns 20 years old. Myriam and Patrick, je suis très contente pour vous. Je suis confiante que vous êtes un couple très équilibré et que vous serez capables de passer au travers des bons et mauvais moments de la vie ensemble, comme une équipe indissociable. Je vous aime fort! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Bague%20Myriam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I also recently received my income taxes back and it was enough to pay all of my credit card, which I had boosted up a little for Morocco. It is now back to $0 and it feels great to slowly get rid of debt and financial burdens. Along with that, I have also finished paying my car (after 3 years). It is now completely mine and it makes my financial life easier… I like to see the light at the end of the tunnel, or somewhat the end. I breathe a bit more easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, 9 other friends and I snowshoed out to Elk Lake, to the ACC backcountry cabin. We had such a great time! It was for my friend Mel’s birthday. We made her a cake while out there and ate like kings &amp;amp; queens. It was better food than what I take time to cook for myself at home! Happy birthday Mel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I think that’s it for now. I’ll keep thinking to see if I missed something…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you’re all doing good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114729930613352831?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114729930613352831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114729930613352831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114729930613352831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114729930613352831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-use-of-time.html' title='On the use of time'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114598825175235075</id><published>2006-04-25T11:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T12:04:11.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drums please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My sister Myriam has been bugging me for a while now to get a picture of my boyfriend Shane. I have been promising her a picture but not delivering. Partly because I only have a few random pictures of Shane from a while back and no great picture of the two of us yet, that would bring justice to the beautiful man he is. So I guess I wanted to wait until I had a wonderful picture of the two of us, but because I am not sure I can get her to wait any more, I am introducing to my corner of the world the new man in my life, Mr. Christopher Shane Bradford…. Drums please…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am therefore dedicating this entry to him, giving all of you - important people in my life - a brief and so incomplete overview of Shane… This is also a test to see how well I know him…!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9830.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, in a land very very flat, was born a man named Christopher Shane Bradford. He was born the son of the milkman (!) and a real-estate agent. This quiet but important event took place 32 years ago, on Nov. 13, in the plain land of Manitoba. He was then small and fragile, with piercing green eyes and blond hair. (He has kept the green eyes but exchanged the blond hair for really dark brown hair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years later, he went to school to become a steam engineer and worked as such for a little while. Having become bored at work, his dad encouraged him to follow his passion and to become a golf professional. Which he did. He moved to Lethbridge to study golf and business, and became a certified golf pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moved to Banff, and worked at several golf courses such as Silvertip, Kananaskis Guest Ranch and Banff Springs golf courses around Banff &amp; Canmore. Since then, he has taken a break from golf to spend some time in the tourism business. He has been working at the Red Carpet Inn in Banff with some other friends of ours, although last summer was spent in Manitoba with his mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moved back to Banff in early October of last year and this is when I met him. He was a friend from church with whom I would regularly go for coffee or see several times a week. He became a close friend of mine as I became part of his support system here in town, while he was going through some tough times. Little did I know that he was already in love with me… I was at the time infatuated with an Australian boy and oblivious to anybody else. For my defense, I had noticed that he was very nice and gentle and caring but I thought he was like that with everyone, not only towards me. For instance, when my brother and my friend Yves came for Christmas, they hung out with Shane a lot while I was at work. They too had noticed that he was a quality guy with a really gentle spirit. Through time and efforts (and repeated prayers, he says), he made an impression on me and we started dating on March 23, a few days after my birthday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9622.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the story so far… I could add lots more details but I won’t go on too long… All this to say: Shane, you rock my world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114598825175235075?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114598825175235075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114598825175235075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114598825175235075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114598825175235075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/04/drums-please.html' title='Drums please...'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114564790679029124</id><published>2006-04-21T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T13:31:46.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am sorry for the lack of recent updates on this blog... Things have been a lot more busy here than they have before and I have not been able to find time to update (or should I say, have not made the time to update). To remember the major things, I have been writing on this Post-It note the things I do not want to forget. So forgive me if it turns out to be a little disconnected, but remember it’s coming off of a Post-It note! Here are therefore the most recent developments in the life of the Frenchie with a red license plate (i.e. Alberta plate)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For those of you who don’t know yet, I have finally finished transferring my car over to Alberta and have given up my beautiful dark blue Quebec plate. I also have no more excuse for driving badly! HAHA… I have transferred my health care, my benefits, my unemployment, everything. I am now all red (color of Alberta). I was holding on to my dear Blue, but the time had come…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- On April 1st, Shane took me out to see “Cats, The Musical”. It was my birthday present and we had a great night. We didn’t really understand what was going on the whole time and had to wait until we got home and googled it on the web to get the idea behind the musical. I was told that Andrew Lloyd Weber, who wrote the musical, was dared to write a whole play about cats, took the dare and wrote “Cats”. And so it was born… The production has since been touring the world for 25 years. Not bad results for writing this as a dare! (I bet you he’s made his money on it too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A few weeks ago, I locked my keys in my car for the first time in 3 years… I have been covered by CAA under my mom’s account since I started driving and now that I live in AB, I have to get my own. It expired on March 31st and on the 4th, while in the process of renewing it (thinking I had a few days to spare), I locked my keys inside the car… ARRGG… I called the garage here and it was $120 for non-CAA members. So I went on the web, registered for the year for $85 and now I have another 4 times free…! Good deal, eh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Last weekend, Easter weekend, I took the day off on Friday for a day on the hills at Sunshine. It was pretty warm, great weather, but really sticky snow. It was a lot of legwork but it was really fun. On Saturday, Shane, Terry &amp; I went up to Lake Louise skiing for the day. THAT was amazing! It was the most powder I had even skied in. Being from the east, you have no idea what powder is until you get out West. Shane and I were so tired by early afternoon that we had to head home early. It was a great day! I am now a better skier for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For Easter, my friend Mel invited several of our friends over for lunch. She cooked turkey and we all brought a little something to complement the meal. It was great! With the help of her friend Laurel, she had also hidden eggs all over the house and backyard! I felt like I was 6 years old for a few minutes. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have been indoor climbing with my friend Shannon, from work, several times recently and it has been really good! We introduced our friend Chris to it, and he says he’s now hooked. Shannon is really great at it, quite graceful too. Chris pulls himself to the top with no foothold, using solely the strength of his arms while I, for my part, only care about getting to the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My friend Melissa Fancey, from Ottawa, is in town for the week. She arrived on Wednesday and is here until next Thursday. It’s been so good to see her, and get to spend time with her. She is such a jewel and I love her a ton! We are going camping tonight with some friends from work and church and it should be so much fun. This is the kick-off to a great summer…&lt;br /&gt; - One more thing to mention: To celebrate our first month together, Shane showed up at work yesterday with a dozen roses and a huge jar of Nutella. I was so happy to see him there, and quite surprised, but I was on the phone. I had to put my client on hold for a while while taking the time to thank him! I made a lot of other girls in the office quite jealous and I was pretty proud of him for that! As for Nutella, he remembered that I usually keep a jar in my desk for the unplanned munchies… And he remembered that I had just finished mine… He is so awesome…! Thanks Shane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Although there's been lots more happening recently, I think this is enough for now. I will force myself to write more often... (And smaller entries, easier to read too...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Love you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114564790679029124?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114564790679029124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114564790679029124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114564790679029124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114564790679029124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/04/little-behind.html' title='A little behind'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114383939643250381</id><published>2006-03-31T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T14:09:56.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner for Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are now into spring and it has started to smell like it already. I do not have to wear big boots, a jacket, mitts &amp; a scarf anymore (not that we really ever had enough snow this winter to justify that, but still…). I feel lighter, I feel brighter, I feel happier. Oh wait, maybe there’s more to it than just the arrival of spring that makes me feel that way... J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, we took the College &amp; Career group out for a night hike. We took 14 young adults up Grotto Canyon (which turned out to be quite icy) and made a big bonfire at the top of the canyon. We had a great time, topped with hot chocolate &amp;amp; brownies. Sure makes you want to stay in Banff forever. I was thinking about my days in Ottawa with no outdoor activities possible but running downtown (yeah, no thanks) or biking on a flat paved road (hum…). Holds no appeal anymore compared to this life… I wonder if I’ll still be here in several years, telling the story to newcomers on how I came to Banff for a summer, decided to stay longer, fell in love, and have been here since. Still, maybe I’ll be telling the story of how I stayed in Banff for a few years then moved to [fill in the blank]. Anyhow, I’m sure I’ll be happy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am settling into the girlfriend mode, staying up late waiting for Shane to come say hi after he’s done work or preparing dinner for two instead of one. (Actually, he’s the one who has been cooking all week and has really impressed me, Jack - who was over for a few days - and my roommate Nat). I did not plan on falling in love but it’s happened and I am very happy…!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about it for now. I will try to put some new pictures on this blog soon. In the meantime, you can look up some news from the Derkson family on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.banffparkchurchblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.banffparkchurchblog.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114383939643250381?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114383939643250381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114383939643250381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114383939643250381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114383939643250381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/03/dinner-for-two.html' title='Dinner for Two'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114340897309617852</id><published>2006-03-26T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T14:41:25.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's been exciting here... Several good news in the past few days including several new babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's start to go down the list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Banff/Canmore friends Ian &amp; Tanis had a healthy baby boy a week ago or so... His name: Corbin Michael Ihme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Ottawa friends &amp;amp; former roommate Sherry and her husband Rob have had their baby boy on Tuesday morning. His name: Jack Steven Kerr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My hometown friend Ben, and his girlfriend, have also had a baby boy two weeks ago. His name: don't know yet... I have to call home to learn that info...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for me, well I have started dating a handsome man by the name of Shane. He has been a good friend of mine for several months now and has recently upgraded to the title of boyfriend! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom and sister have confirmed their trip to come see me next May. I am quite excited for the next round of family visits. I love having them around to come say hi for a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What else? We have celebrated some of our friends goodbye party last night. They are going to California together and then returning home to their families and next projects. I am sad to have to let them go, but I am glad to have met them and shared several months with them in Banff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also, a few weeks ago, I have learned that my former boss and now friend Maureen is expecting her first child with her husband. I am very glad for them and wish them a healthy child in a few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, as you can see, things have been quite good recently, with lots of changes and good news (it's a baby year - some years are wedding years, some are baby years - this one sure is a bady year!). I think the spring is affecting everybody, myself included...! As long as it stays positive, I don't see any problem with that! I love spring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114340897309617852?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114340897309617852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114340897309617852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114340897309617852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114340897309617852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/03/whirlwind.html' title='Whirlwind'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114261518563733852</id><published>2006-03-17T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T10:26:28.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A comfort zone of my own</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As much as I appreciate comfort and stability, I have yet to reconcile with routine. I still have quite a hard time with the idea of a routine because that, to me, screams "settling down" and I am not ready for that. I have made peace with the fact that I will be in Banff for a while and that brings me comfort. But I still struggle with feelings of being tied down and controlled by my wallet. In other words, my earnings and spending dictate what I can and cannot do, and even who I am and what become. I despise the idea that paper with a made-up value is making decisions for me, but, hey, I better get used to it, because things are not going to change anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but I often feel guilty for all the comfort I have. After having seen living conditions in some other places in the world, and spending my days selling luxury vacations to wealthy seniors, I cannot feel any other way but guilty. I have more than I can ever need. I have a nice apartment, a good car, a paying job (mind you, I refrain from saying a great paying job – cause it’s not!), enough clothes to wear different ones every day, enough shoes to be picky about color and style, more food than I can eat in a day, a great family to support me, and wonderful friends around me. Really, what more can I ask for! I am blessed through and through. Still, I find the way to want more, compare myself to somebody else, and desire material things I don’t need to survive. How spoiled rotten am I to be living in a corner of the world that people spend thousands of dollars to come and see, while I get to enjoy it daily and, most of it, free of charge. I manage to make a living for myself in one of the most expensive places to live in Canada. All of this blabbing to say that I feel really blessed to have great people around me such Shane, Nikole, Jen, Joy, Rachel, Michael, Andre (and many others) who all share different pieces of me, in different environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for day-to-day life here, I am doing very good. Work has been great, I am learning tons, enjoying what I am doing, working with some great coworkers. I went backcountry skiing for the first time last Sunday. I had a good time, although I didn’t think it through and used my downhill boots with the rented skis. I ended up skiing like a duck for several hours, spending way more energy than I should’ve. Still, Nicole &amp;amp; Mel were great to hang in there with me! (I also scored some of the biggest blisters I’ve had in a while (3 to be exact!). I am hoping my feet are doing ok for cross-country skiing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you to my friend Michael, along with my Canmore friends for the birthday cake they made for me on Monday. It made me happy to have people celebrating my special day. I am turning 22 tomorrow and I am quite ready for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114261518563733852?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114261518563733852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114261518563733852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114261518563733852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114261518563733852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/03/comfort-zone-of-my-own.html' title='A comfort zone of my own'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114168916945833931</id><published>2006-03-06T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T16:52:49.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Kasbah%20ruins,%20Todra%20Valley.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Kasbah%20ruins%2C%20Todra%20Valley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An old kasbah falling to pieces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Moroccan%20McDonald"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Moroccan%20McDonald%27s%20specialty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moroccan McDonald's with its unique local flavor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Henna%20Lady,%20Marrakech.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Henna%20Lady%2C%20Marrakech.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Henna lady in Djeema El-Fma Square, in Marrakech &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Annik%20&amp;%20Jen,%20Malaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Annik%20%26%20Jen%2C%20Malaga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jen and I in the streets of Malaga, Spain on our way to Morocco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114168916945833931?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114168916945833931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114168916945833931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114168916945833931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114168916945833931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/03/old-kasbah-falling-to-pieces-moroccan.html' title=''/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114168419638167086</id><published>2006-03-06T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T15:29:56.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Triumphal%20Arch,%20Volubilis%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Triumphal%20Arch%2C%20Volubilis%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Triumphal arch at Volubilis (Old Roman Ruins) near Fes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/A??t"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/A%3F%3Ft%20Ben-Haddou%20Kasbah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ait Ben-Haddou Kasbah, in Southern Morocco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Todra%20Gorge%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Todra%20Gorge%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The entrance to the Todra Gorge, second highest after the Grand Canyon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Portuguese%20ramparts%20&amp;%20Atlantic,%20Asilah.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Portuguese%20ramparts%20%26%20Atlantic%2C%20Asilah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Portuguese ramparts in Asilah, with an Atlantic ocean backdrop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114168419638167086?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114168419638167086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114168419638167086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114168419638167086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114168419638167086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/03/triumphal-arch-at-volubilis-old-roman.html' title=''/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114143024015674796</id><published>2006-03-03T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T16:57:20.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even more pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Berber%20guides,%20Sahara%20Desert.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Berber%20guides%2C%20Sahara%20Desert.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our Berber guides in the Sahara desert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Chefchaouen%208.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Chefchaouen%208.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The blue town of Chechaouen (everything is blue). It was thought to ward off bad spirits and insects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Tannery,%20Fes%20Medina%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Tannery%2C%20Fes%20Medina%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The tannery in Fes, where they prepare and dye the leather (you have never smelled such a foul smell...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Doorway,%20Hassan%20II%20Mosque,%20Casablanca%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Doorway%2C%20Hassan%20II%20Mosque%2C%20Casablanca%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A door leading outside the Hassan II Mosque&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114143024015674796?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114143024015674796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114143024015674796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114143024015674796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114143024015674796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/03/even-more-pictures.html' title='Even more pictures'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114142724972568858</id><published>2006-03-03T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T16:07:29.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Morocco Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Babouches,%20Marrakech.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Babouches%2C%20Marrakech.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moroccan shoes, "babouches" in Marrakech &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Annik"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Annik%27s%20shadow%2C%20Sahara%20Desert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My shadow on Sahara desert dunes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Annik%20in%20old%20Roman%20bath,%20Volubilis.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Annik%20in%20old%20Roman%20bath%2C%20Volubilis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Volubilis, old Roman ruins outside of Fes, lounging in a Roman bath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Asilah%201.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Asilah%201.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A street in Asilah, on the northern Atlantic coast of Morocco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114142724972568858?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114142724972568858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114142724972568858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114142724972568858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114142724972568858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-morocco-pictures_03.html' title='More Morocco Pictures'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114131795017604935</id><published>2006-03-02T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T09:45:50.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morocco pictures (finally!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Annik%20in%20High%20Atlas%20Mountains.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Annik%20in%20High%20Atlas%20Mountains.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the High Atlas mountains... For half-an-hour, it looked like Banff... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Annik%20in%20Southern%20Morocco.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Annik%20in%20Southern%20Morocco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Southern Morocco, on our way to the Sahara desert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/A??t"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/A%3F%3Ft%20Ben-Haddou%20Kasbah%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Inside the walls of an old kasbah, east of Marrakech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/Annik%20@%20Hassan%20II%20Mosque,%20Casablanca.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/Annik%20%40%20Hassan%20II%20Mosque%2C%20Casablanca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Central courtyard of the Hassan II Mosque in Casablanca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114131795017604935?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114131795017604935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114131795017604935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114131795017604935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114131795017604935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/03/morocco-pictures-finally.html' title='Morocco pictures (finally!)'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114125155665247816</id><published>2006-03-01T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:19:16.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I haven't written for a little while. I apologize for that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here I am though and I have updates. Nothing too crazy, just updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am now done training at work, and (almost) fully functional. I am really enjoying my new job and the team of people I work with. Especially my new boss, Andre (who reads this blog, so I have to say nice things about him :) !!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, apart from that, Dad was here with my sister for the past week. He returned home this morning and I already miss him. He has taken good care of me while he was here (buying groceries, etc.). Catherine is still here until Saturday... She has gone horseback riding for the day with some friends of mine (while I am sitting at a desk all day, booking vacations for people that spend more on a single week than I spend in 2 months!). At least, it's  a beautiful day today and I will be seeing friends tonight. So it makes up for being stuck inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been skiing a few times in the past weeks, and the snow is beautiful. Last Saturday was especially cold, but still I had a great time. As always, skiing for free because of my employer's corporate passes (yeah, free ski in the Rockies all winter long)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week, some friends and I went to White Swan Provincial Park, out in BC, to some natural hot springs (deep in the wilderness). It was so great we stayed there for hours, and finally made it home past 4AM - I was working at 8:30AM... I survived my day and want to do it again soon. It was truly awesome... Let's all go soon again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nikole, my Morocco partner, came back a week ago, and we still haven't sat down to exchange pictures but I am reserving her for some time this week, so hopefully I can put actions to words and finally put some pictures up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last thing, I am moving apartments from the one I am in, to one down the hall! Why, you ask? Because I would be moving in with a new roommate (my current roommate - Dana - is leaving next week) in a better, nicer apartment with two window walls instead of only one. Plus, I think I should be able to get free wireless from that apartment! :) All together, why not! For those of you who have my home number, it should change again soon, but most of you have my cell number anyways so you're good. I'll let you know when it's all done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's about it for today, I think! We're are taking the C&amp;C group tonight to the Pocaterra in Canmore, for a swim at their indoor waterpark... Should be interesting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114125155665247816?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114125155665247816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114125155665247816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114125155665247816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114125155665247816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/03/behind.html' title='Behind'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-114072543203597467</id><published>2006-02-23T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T13:10:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I apologize for being quite sporadic with my updates recently. The new job is taking me away from my desk, while I am training, and therefore makes it quite difficult to find time for blog news. However, I will do my best to update shortly so to keep you in the loop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks for your patience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-114072543203597467?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/114072543203597467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=114072543203597467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114072543203597467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/114072543203597467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-guys-i-apologize-for-being-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113994626498099959</id><published>2006-02-14T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T12:39:35.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Building a routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been back in Canada for a week today, and I apologize for not writing earlier. Between catching up with things, friends, and starting a new position at work, I have been really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on my lunch break at work, taking to time to say a quick Hi. I am really enjoying the new position, although I am still in training and not really up and running yet. Three other people have started the same day as me, and we have been training together so it makes it a bit more comfortable to be able to share the learning process with other people. Makes the awkward period shorter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had left the previous entry when we were still in Marrakech. From there, we left on the train to Fes for a few days. Fes, we were told, is the best city in Morocco and its medina will get you lost. Still, we made our way to the youth hostel (where we stayed 3 days) and loved the place - even if very cold at night. We met a few people, including an Australian guy, a British guy, a Japanese girl, and two American guys, all of them really nice. Jen, Kyong (our South Korean friend) and I rented a grand taxi on our first day in Fes to take us to Volubilis, an ancient Roman town with plenty of ruins - absolutely stunning! In the evening, we went for dinner with an American girl working outside of Fes with the Peace Corps, who we met while walking around town. She was great! The next day, we joined with Nikole and her missionnary friend Sarah, who lives in Fes, our Polish friend Greg &amp; our friends from the hostel and headed down to the medina. We had a very tiresome, but wonderful day in the labyrinthine medina and managed to not get lost! We were pretty proud...! We visited the tannery - most foul smell you can ever imagine - and bought a few items to bring back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we took the bus with Greg in direction of Chefchaouen, a small laid-back town near Tangier, with medina streets all painted blue. The whole town looks a little cartoonish, because it looks like you step in a child's painting where he's overdone the color blue. The scheduled 3-hour bus ride took us 7-hours, having to stop by the road for hours waiting for the Moroccan king to leave the town, where he had been for the whole week. Traffic was really dense &amp;amp; by the time we made it to Chaouen, found a hotel for Greg for the night (we had to do more than 6 before we found one) &amp; had lunch, we had missed the last bus to Tangier. So we decided to take our time, visit the medina, and buy a taxi to Tangier. Grand taxis are really expensive for tourist for long distances, but we managed to cut down the price by sharing the back seat with another 3 Moroccan men. Nik &amp;amp; Jen were on the front seat and I squished with the guys at the back. What we had dreaded at first turned out to be a really good ride, with a great driver teaching us Arabic &amp; Berber words &amp;amp; a safe trip to Tangier. We booked into the youth hostel there, where we had met Greg on our way in, and settled in for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I made it back to Canada safely last Monday night after spending a few days in London before coming back. By the time we left Morocco, I had seen enough. I have thoroughly loved my time there and I am very happy to have had the experience. Nonetheless, as my first big trip, it was very demanding to travel only 3 girls together. We were lucky enough to meet plenty of people to join us on our travels, but Morocco is a demanding environment for female travellers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In London, I met with my good New Zealand friend Alice, who now lives in London with her husband. Dave, I was very happy to finally meet you. Alice, it was so nice to see you after so many years. Thank you both for the great guided tour of the city, I really appreciated! In two short days, I saw Buckingham Palace, the Changing of the guard, Big Ben, the British Museum, the Tower of London, the London Eye, Leicester Square, Picadilly Circus, Trafalgar Square, the Tower Bridge, the London Bridge and more. I got to see the staples of London condensed and I fell in love with the city. I will certainly return there as soon as I can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since London, well, I flew home to Calgary. I had a few days to relax and recuperate, and I started a new position at our company's Head Office. I am a Vacation Planner and book Pan-Canadian vacations for several markets around the world. I am still training but it is looking pretty good so far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My dad and my sister will be here in a few days and I am very excited to get to see them. I haven't seen my sister for almost a year and I really miss her. I miss my Pops a ton too, although I talk to him more often...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's about it for now. You are pretty much up-to-date with Banff news... As I am now in a pretty steady routine, I will make sure to email and post pictures regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S. If you would like me to send you pictures from our trip to Morocco, please drop a note on this blog and I will send you some... Cool? Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113994626498099959?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113994626498099959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113994626498099959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113994626498099959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113994626498099959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/02/building-routine.html' title='Building a routine'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113856023023311245</id><published>2006-01-29T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T11:43:50.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sand dune in my shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am sorry it has taken me a few days to update this blog. I have promised to keep this up-to-date, and haven't for the past few days... BUT I have a good excuse! I was unable to write because... (choose between the following options): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a) I was locked away in some castle's highest tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b) I was abducted by aliens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;c) I was riding a camel in the Sahara desert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You guessed right: I was riding a camel in the Sahara desert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I joined in an organized tour group heading out into the Sahara desert along with my travel partners, Nikole &amp; Jen. There was another 13 people travelling with us (not counting the driver/guide), so for those afraid of safety, there has been enough people around us to be absolutely safe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We left Marrakech three days ago, really early in the morning, and hit the road for what would be several hours! Our first few stops were bathroom breaks, and we had lunch in Ouarzazate,  small but beautiful town east of Marrakech, with several kasbahs. Kasbahs are big big houses, almost literally an entire town, all attached together and made mostly of hay and mud. While visiting these buildings, you literally think you stepped back into time to when there was no such thing as electricity or heating. Apparently, although it gets really cold in Morocco, way colder than we had anticipated, there still is no heating systems in the houses (big blankets will have to do for the nights). Ironically, in houses made of stones (or some sustance similar to concrete), it ends up being colder inside than outside the house! This was the case for our hotel on the first night of our trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We crossed the High atlas mountains, going all the way to 3000 meters and witnessed a Banff-looking scenery, full of snow and high peaks. Gorgeous! While crossing the mountains, I dowed off and woke up 1/2 hour later to a completely different scenery, that of a dry desert and striving oases. After visiting kasbahs, including Ait Ben-haddou, we drove to the Dades Valley, where a beautiful oasis lines the bottom of the valley and houses have been erected even in the most remote places along the dry and steep cliffs. This was a real shock for us; we were seeing the real Morocco for the first time. This is a place where kids are taught, from really early on, that any stranger or visitor is a potential source of revenue and therefore they will try to sell solething, anything to a venturing tourist. We have learned to barter hard as this is the rule in this country but we have also found it very tiring and hard to try to lower down prices that are already not too high for us, knowing that this is their livelihood (or part of it). We were seeing the real Morocco... A little harsh for the eyes and the heart, but definitely worth seeing... We stopped at the Dades Gorges for the night, and enjoyed a traditional Moroccan dinner in a big but, oh, how cold hotel. The hallway was garnered with a few gas heathers and we all agreed to share them for the night: 20 minutes here, 20 minutes there. We ended up with it for the night...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next morning, we took to the road again and drove to the Toudra Valley, a bright red, very dry valley with complete desert scenery. We had the time to walk around the Toudra Gorges, second biggest in the world after the Grand Canyon. Very impressive! After a lunch there, we were back on the road and reached our destination, Erg El-Chebbi, or the beginning of the Sahara desert. We were directed to the 15 camels waiting for us and comfortably seated on one each. We rode the camels for about an hour when we reached our camp for the night. We all elected residence in one of the big berber tents there, and took the massive sand dune in front of us. I was really surprised at how hard it was to hike the dune, as it was all sand. But I still made it to the top, and on the way, accumulated a whole sand dune in my shoes! We were served dinner by our berber guides and served traditional mint tea. Around the fire, we played tam-tams and heard jokes and stories. We had a beautiful time! Our beds called us pretty early and we dozed off for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next morning (yesterday), we awoke to a wet Sahara desert. Yeah, it had rained during the night! Being a place where it only rains once or twice a year, we can say we really chose our night... We chose the one night with rain... Still, we were all dry and happy and the camels tooks us back to our bus. FYI, did you know that camels burp, fart and snore? You'd think we got all-male camels! They make the weirdest sounds and smell foul, but are nonetheless very friendly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We drove for about 10 hours yesterday to get back to Marrakech and checked back into the same hotel where we had stayed the first night. We met a German guy and a South Korean girl that hve spent the day with us today, from breakfast to dinner, and in between while we went shopping in the souqs (where they make all the merchandise to sell, including slippers, jewellery, leather bags and other things). It is now dinner time and I am starving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will leave you at this for now, and will email again soon. By then, we should be in Fes, the lasr major city to hit before slosly heading back to Tangier, and then to London for a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love you a ton, I miss talking to several of you, but it would cost me a fortune to do so... So here's the blog update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113856023023311245?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113856023023311245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113856023023311245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113856023023311245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113856023023311245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/sand-dune-in-my-shoe.html' title='A sand dune in my shoe'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113805058455683752</id><published>2006-01-23T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T14:09:44.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morocco Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Second upate since our departure a few days ago.... Things are still going great. Here's a recap of the past few days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tangier to Asilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After updating the blog, Nikole, Jen &amp; I met our Australian girlfriends from the youth hostel and made our way to a hammam. What could have been a few minutes' walk if you know where you are going took us a long while. We navigated through very small alleys full of people and stores, armed with our Lonely Planet guide, and still we needed to ask locals several times to find our way. We finally did, and were not diasappointed by what we found. We were warmly welcomed into a tiny house called a hammam, and changed into our bathing suits. Had we know that they would be taken off of our bodies in less time it took us to put them on, we would have not bothered! Anyways, a hammam is a traditional Moroccan bathhouse, and it is how people wash as there is generally not hot water anywhere else. The owner lady took great care of the 6 foreigner ladies in her establishment by giving us a intense but wonderful scrub down from head to toe (I have never seen this much dead-skin roll off my body!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the afternoon, we wandered around the streets of Tangier and came to really love this city we were dreading... The train took us to Asilah, a much quieter town along the coast, where we found a wonderful, wonderful hotel to take us or the night. The next morning was interesting, when trying to find breakfast, a restaurant server refused to serve us (we were 3 women &amp; 1 man) and walked out on us! The rest of the day was way better and we strolled down the beaches and visited the medina (the old art of town).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jen &amp; I left for Casablanca in the afternoon while Nikole &amp;amp; Greg, a Polish guy we met in Tangier, stayed there for an extra night. Once we arrived in Casablanca, we understood why we were told it was not a great city. Our hotel was ok, but in a very shabby part of town. Today, we visited the Hassan II Mosque, apparently the only must-see in Casablanca, walked by the rich stretch of the city (ate McDonald's!), and left for Marrakech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Marrakech is everything is has been told to be. It is clean, beautiful, busy, laid-back &amp; eclectic. We are here for 3 days approximately and will be able to check emails regularly. We have found a great hotel with an amazing terrace, overlooking the main square and it promises to be great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was a bit overwhelmed by Tangier (I think the novelty of the thing), but have really started to settle in and am much more able to appreciate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113805058455683752?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113805058455683752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113805058455683752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113805058455683752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113805058455683752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/morocco-update.html' title='Morocco Update'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113784537141307665</id><published>2006-01-21T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T05:09:31.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>London, Malaga, Tangier</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am writing from a French keyboard (different location for some letters), and I am finding it quite hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am writing from Morocco. Tangier to be exact! It is beautiful, with palm trees everywhere and the ocean a few meters from here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We flew to London on the 18th, and did not get any sleep on the way did (Nikole did, I could not). From there we changed airlines and flew to Barcelona and then to Malaga, Spain. We found a taxi driver that did not speak a word of English and somehow I managed to tell him we wanted a hostel. He dropped us at a pretty simple hostel, clean enough, but really nothing impressive. 3 small beds, it's all we needed... Yesterday we awoke to the beautiful city of Malaga, with which I have fallen in love. Unfortunately, we had to make our way to Algeciras, to take the ferry into Morocco, but not before walking around (getting a little lost - not much) and finding a great market for fresh food. We then took a bus (2 hours) to Algeciras, a port town where the ferries leave for Morocco. The ferry ride was an hour only, and by sundown, we were in Morocco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am really amazed at the scenery here. It is beautiful! We were told that Tangier was a very dangerous city but we have found it to be very friendly, and we are spending more time here than we were expecting. We have made friends with a couple from Montreal that we met on the ferry, another couple from Germany, a guy from Poland, and a few girls from Perth Australia. We are enjoying having Greg from Poland with us, as it seems to have us a lot of hassle from pushy men compared to our female only Aussie friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After emails, we are all going to try out a hammam, public bathhouse (really the only place with hot showers - or hot water period), then head out to Asilah tonight. As for tomorrow, well, we'll see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So please don't worry for me! Things are great here, and our Canadian money goes really far (it's really cheap here!)... I am having the time of my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take care, I'll email again soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113784537141307665?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113784537141307665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113784537141307665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113784537141307665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113784537141307665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/london-malaga-tangier.html' title='London, Malaga, Tangier'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113753966222875508</id><published>2006-01-17T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T16:14:22.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is my last of work at the hotel. I have spent the day wrapping up and closing things down. It is sad yet I am ready for a new challenge. When I come back, I am starting a new position at the head office. It should be good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have had the chance goodbye to several of you in the past few days. For those I have not had the chance to see recently, I would like to send a hug and a big "see you later". I am leaving Banff tomorrow (for a few weeks only) and travelling overseas for the first time in my life. I am all packed and ready to go... Very much looking forward to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you need to contact me during my travels, the easiest way is to email &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:anniklaroche@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anniklaroche@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Although this is not my primary email address, it is the best one to contact me while away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will be posting pictures and news from Morocco. Please keep checking this blog and you will not be disappointed...! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113753966222875508?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113753966222875508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113753966222875508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113753966222875508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113753966222875508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113726777466329807</id><published>2006-01-14T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T12:42:54.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 3 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Here is a last series of pictures that I did not take myself to give you a pre-taste of the pictures I will be posting in this blog in the next few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nikole, Jen &amp; I are leaving for Morocco on Wednesday for 3 weeks of travel adventures... I will be back on Feb. 06th... I hope to catch you before I go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/middle_maroc.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/middle_maroc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/door_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/door_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/alley.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/alley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/morocco-map.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/morocco-map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/camel-trail-morocco.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/camel-trail-morocco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been dreaming about this for a while... You want to dream with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113726777466329807?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113726777466329807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113726777466329807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113726777466329807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113726777466329807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/only-3-days.html' title='Only 3 days'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113726732522453564</id><published>2006-01-14T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T12:35:25.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To good times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN1747.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN1747.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marc P. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yves &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_0274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stef &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN1748.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN1748.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113726732522453564?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113726732522453564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113726732522453564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113726732522453564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113726732522453564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/to-good-times_14.html' title='To good times.'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113726710887998748</id><published>2006-01-14T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T12:31:48.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To good times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN1744.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN1744.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN1746.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN1746.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marc&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN1745.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN1745.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113726710887998748?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113726710887998748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113726710887998748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113726710887998748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113726710887998748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/to-good-times.html' title='To good times'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113726259741839165</id><published>2006-01-14T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T11:16:37.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN2089.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN2089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did you know my brother is a black belt? You can see some of it here... P.S. The tree was already bent before! :) ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN2071.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN2071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Up in the clearing on Norquay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN1921.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN1921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Melanie, Stef &amp; Isabelle on the Bow Valley bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_0248.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_0248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yves, Stef, Melanie, and I on the couch at home, waking up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113726259741839165?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113726259741839165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113726259741839165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113726259741839165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113726259741839165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/to-friends.html' title='To friends'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113726196085000852</id><published>2006-01-14T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T11:09:32.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2nd attempt... Here are some pictures for the pleasure of your eyes and absent minds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN1764.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN1764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friend Stef in a window of the ice castle at Lake Louise, on New Year's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN1806.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN1806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My brother Marc in the Chateau Lake Louise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/DSCN1869.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN1869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dinner time for Yves &amp; I...! Melting an icicle from a frozen waterfall, up King Creek, in Kanaskaskis Country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/DSCN1868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113726196085000852?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113726196085000852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113726196085000852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113726196085000852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113726196085000852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/2nd-phase.html' title='2nd phase'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113711346936557457</id><published>2006-01-12T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T17:51:09.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are almost there. Only 5 more days before leaving for Morocco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113711346936557457?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113711346936557457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113711346936557457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113711346936557457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113711346936557457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/5-days.html' title='5 days'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113695071032187131</id><published>2006-01-10T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T20:51:00.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A thousand words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just spent a lot of time trying to post as many pictures as possible. It took me forever, so here's a start. I will be posting some more soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A picture is worth a thousand words... Or so they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Marc &amp; my friends Yves and Stef have now left. I am back in my apartment by myself. It's sad that they are already gone, yet after almost 2 weeks of people living with you, it's also nice to have your place to yourself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I also have a ton of new pictures. And as I have been promising recently, I will be posting several here.  A break for your imagination as your eyes can now see part of what life in Banff is comprised off. Although, unless you have been here, you cannot fathom the sense of grandeur and openess that attracts so many European travellers. We are truly blessed in this corner of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having family around was great. I have kept busy acting as their tour guide, but it was nice to do that for them. I had 3 days this weekend to enjoy my time with them before they left. On Saturday, we went to Calgary and walked around town, shopped for a few hours, bought lots of new cds, and more. My friend Shane had some extra tickets for a hockey game at the Saddledome on Saturday night and Marc &amp; Yves recharged on their masculinity while Rachel and I met up with Jason and Chris Gorsky, my friend from Ottawa who just moved to Calgary a few days ago. On Sunday, we spent the evening with friends from church and chatted for a few hours before going to bed quite late. On Monday, it was back to Calgary to bring the boys to the airport for their 11:45 flight. Rachel &amp;amp; I spent the rest of the day shopping (again) and were back in Canmore in the afternoon, from where we went to our 20's/30's group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little sister Catherine and my dad are coming up for March Break, last week of February first week of March. I can't wait to see them... I miss them both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also intensely counting down the days left before I leave for Morocco. 7 days today. I am officially ready to go: I have my passport, my money, my vaccines, my travel insurance, and my water purification drops! I am actually starting to pack tonight. Nikole &amp; I met for coffee today in order to finalize all the things we need and make sure that we are not forgetting anything important that would get us into trouble. We will be meeting her best friend Jen in Heathrow, London, where we will take a second flight to Malaga, Spain. From there, we will go down to Algeciras, the most Southern town in Spain where we will catch a ferry across the Strait of Gibraltar into Tangiers, Morocco, Africa. We will then spend the next 2 weeks visiting Morocco and taking in the sights. I will make sure to update you on our progress. Then, on Feb. 2, we are back in Spain to visit Al-Hambra and then back to Malaga, for our flight back to London. Nikole will be leaving from there to go to Norway for an extra week, while I will be staying in London for 3 days, and back to Calgary on Feb. 6th. I am starting my new work on the 9th, after enough time to de-"jetlag" and rest a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for the news update. Here come the pictures!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113695071032187131?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113695071032187131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113695071032187131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113695071032187131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113695071032187131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/thousand-words.html' title='A thousand words'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113695037611347952</id><published>2006-01-10T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T20:32:56.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marc &amp; I shopping in Calgary (great taste, eh!?!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6884/1138/1600/DSCN2049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6884/1138/320/DSCN2049.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113695037611347952?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113695037611347952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113695037611347952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113695037611347952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113695037611347952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/marc-i-shopping-in-calgary-great-taste.html' title='Marc &amp; I shopping in Calgary (great taste, eh!?!)'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113695019838089882</id><published>2006-01-10T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T20:29:58.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marc &amp; Yves skiing, at the top of Sunshine Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6884/1138/1600/DSCN1913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6884/1138/320/DSCN1913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113695019838089882?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113695019838089882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113695019838089882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113695019838089882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113695019838089882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/marc-yves-skiing-at-top-of-sunshine.html' title='Marc &amp; Yves skiing, at the top of Sunshine Village'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113694987433520773</id><published>2006-01-10T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T20:24:34.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yves in Kananaskis Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6884/1138/1600/DSCN1835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6884/1138/320/DSCN1835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113694987433520773?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113694987433520773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113694987433520773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113694987433520773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113694987433520773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/yves-in-kananaskis-country.html' title='Yves in Kananaskis Country'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113650506997572072</id><published>2006-01-05T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T16:51:10.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner on the table</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As you, my bachelor friends, might understand, it can quite annoying to cook a big meal for yourself. Time consuming and then you have to eat the same thing for a few days until you're done. I end up eating easy to cook stuff, often not even sitting down at all for my meal, eating on the corner of the counter. However, this week has been a bit different. Having Marc, my brother, and Yves, a friend of ours, here for a few days, I get home and food is almost ready to eat. Nice dinners, new recipes, healthy, hearthy meals. Quite enjoyable... I could get used to this! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since my friend Stef got here last Wednesday, I have been quite busy acting as their tour guide. We have gone to Lake Louise, Kananaskis Country, Ski Lake Louise, Sunshine Village, the Banff Gondola, Lake Minnewanka and more. I am filling in their time in the Rockies as much as possible. I want them to remember their week in the mountains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight, I am at work filling in for a colleague. I was supposed to have it off but had to come in. This was the compromise I had to make in order to get Saturday off. This means I have Sat-Sun-Mon off to spend with Marc &amp; Yves before they leave on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It promises to be a fun weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113650506997572072?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113650506997572072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113650506997572072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113650506997572072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113650506997572072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/dinner-on-table.html' title='Dinner on the table'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113630927666948829</id><published>2006-01-03T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T10:27:56.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome to 2006! We have officially took off and are already flying high. I hope you make of it as good as can be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have not updated this blog in more than a week. I am sorry! My little brother and 2 friends are here and they have kept me busy acting as their tour guide. We have been to Lake Louise and to Kananaskis country, amongst other things. We have been taking a lot of pictures. I will make sure to post some here for your viewing pleasure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Check this blog again soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik (&amp; Marc, Yves, &amp;amp; Stef)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113630927666948829?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113630927666948829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113630927666948829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113630927666948829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113630927666948829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s a New Year!'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113545852125702610</id><published>2005-12-24T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T14:08:41.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas without snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is Christmas eve! Yeah, Christmas is here... And there is barely no snow left. A Chinook wind rolled in a few days ago, and melted most of the snow around. No worries, ski is still good though, because of high altitude in the mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am currently in Calgary, with some friends. We came up last night to spend the night in town, after a dinner at Tony Roma's and a movie at the theatre. We saw "Fun with Dick &amp; Jane". It was really funny, we had a good time.  We rented "5o First Dates" after coming out from the theatre and headed to my friend's Jason house. His housemate Nathan is home in Saskatchewan for the Holidays, coming back in a few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are going to church tonight for a quick Christmas Carol service and then we should meet up with friends and spend the evening skating and partying at church (a Holy party, that is!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, I will be posting some pictures for you all very soon. In the meantime, we need to head back to Canmore and Banff and get ready for the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113545852125702610?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113545852125702610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113545852125702610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113545852125702610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113545852125702610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-without-snow.html' title='Christmas without snow'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113526117865602116</id><published>2005-12-22T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T08:00:40.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redneck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am stretching myself out of my comfort zone, a little bit at a time. I am trying to expand my horizons. I hear it is not usually this enjoyable...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After my hunting experience a week ago, I decided to continue my redneck training with a day of snowmobiling out at Toby Creek, by Panorama, near Invermere, BC. I was offered a FAM trip (free trip) last Monday to try 'Toby Creek's Adventures' products (so you can sell it to your guests after). It turned out my friends Shane &amp; Dan were on the same trip, and my other friend Jeremy joined us too. We had a blast. I was teamed up with 4 other guys (who had all snowmobiled before) and I had to keep up with them. I have to say, I think I did good. I grew up loving cross-country skiing, and not liking snowmobiles because they wreck your ski trails. But this was different, it was fun and got over my nervousness of being behind such a big machine (it think they're big!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recently, I have been contemplating a change of job. I have been hoping for a new challenge, something different. On Tuesday, I went for lunch with the manager of the Brewster Vacations division. I had emailed him a few days before about applying for the open Vacation Planner position. Since I already know him (he's my colleague's boyfriend), it made things easier. We had a good chat and, yesterday, I was officially offered the position. So I am leaving for Morocco on Jan. 18th, which will also be my last day at work at the Mount Royal Hotel, and upon my return, I will be starting at the Brewster Head Office. They are located just down the street from where I am currently working, above the Bus Station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other news, my parents and I have finally worked out a way to get my winter tires shipped here for cheap. I have refused so far (mostly because I can't afford it) to buy new winter tires since I already have some at home. Mom will sleep better, knowing I can drive around with the right tires (apparently she has been quite nervous about potential accidents related to bad tires).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight, we are having a Christmas dinner at church for all us kids who don't have family around. We are having turkey &amp; cranberries, the whole nine yards. I am looking forward to my (already) third turkey dinner so far... On Boxing Day, we are going skiing at Sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to also send a little note to Rachel, who I have been spending time with. I want to quickyl say that I think you are a great woman and a wonderful friend, and I really appreciate having you around. You're the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll write again soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113526117865602116?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113526117865602116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113526117865602116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113526117865602116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113526117865602116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/12/redneck.html' title='Redneck?'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113462721373185964</id><published>2005-12-14T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T13:48:10.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riffles &amp; Horses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has already been a few days since I last wrote. I have been talking to several people that tell me they check this blog often, and so I will force myself to frequently give updates of life in AB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's for the past few days... Since I last wrote, I have been quite busy (as always).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night, I joined Rachel and some of her coworkers at a Xmas party near her house. I met her colleague Dee, a 62-year old lady who has more energy than I do, and Jason, a firefighter who also works at the Canmore hospital with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Rachel, Jason and I went to Dee's for a movie, and Jason stayed there for the night. On Sunday, we all went to church in the morning and to Bruno's for lunch after, where Rachel &amp; Jason met Terry and Nikole. On Sunday afternoon, Rachel, Jason and I headed to Calgary for the evening, Rachel &amp;amp; I did a bit of shopping around town while Jason and his housemate, Nathan, ran some errands. We made dinner at their house and talked for a while. Before we knew it, it was 4am! Rachel and I slept there for a few hours and on Monday morning, bright and early, we went... hunting! Yes, you read right: hunting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you (many of you) may know, I have never been hunting before. It is definitely not a lifestyle passed on by my parents (they would not shoot an animal if their life depended on it!) or something experienced through friends. I do not know a lot of people that hunt... But Jason does. Rachel and I were both completely inexperienced, but we had a blast. We drove down to Turner Valley, to the Anchor D Ranch. Jason knows the owner, Dewy, and his wife Jen. Both awesome people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They let us hunt on their land for the day. There are so many coyotes around there that hunting season for them is open year-round. You can also shoot cougars if you have bought a tag (i.e. permit). Deer &amp; elk seasons are now closed and shooting them would incur major fines... Anyways, we were hoping to see something. Apart from seeing a few partridges, we didn't see anything else. We were probably making too much noise, with our footsteps breaking the hard snow surface... Better luck next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were back at the ranch around 2:30pm and spent the rest of the day helping out with the horses, and feeding them. I had a great day! I loved the atmosphere on the ranch and the friendliness of the owners. They took us with them around the ranch and we played with the 9 dogs! I really enjoyed my time. Before we left, they invited us to come back for their staff Xmas party next Saturday - I have a hunch it'll more of a party than a staff party. I think they'll have friends and families around and maybe a few staff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apart from that, work this week has been good. Everybody is sick and so we've been stretching ourselves to have all the shifts covered. As for me, I stopped by the doctor's last night and have to take some medication. A few minutes after I had left, I noticed that my left eye was starting to swell. I went back in and was told I was probably having an allergic reaction. I have been taking Benadryl to keep it down but the swelling still shows a bit. It's getting better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been really cold here in Banff, and it has snowed quite a lot. It is beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Countdowns:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- 8 days before Xmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- 12 days before Stef arrives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- 16 before Marc &amp; Yves arrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- 17 days before New Year's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- 25 days before they leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- 34 before leaving for Morocco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Exciting things happening soon! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113462721373185964?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113462721373185964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113462721373185964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113462721373185964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113462721373185964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/12/riffles-horses.html' title='Riffles &amp; Horses'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113393513760784881</id><published>2005-12-06T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T11:21:28.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best in the West</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is best in the West. Well, actually, it is only partially true... Still, I am loving my time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read today that the Laurentians (where I'm from) - especially Tremblant - is becoming quite the hub for celebrities. Michael Douglas &amp; Catherine Zeta-Jones just bought a house there. But really, who cares about them... All this to say, I'm proud of the little corner of the world I call home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my time here, well it is nothing compared to being home. Quite the different beat. I find there is a lot to do here when snow covers the ground. I used to run out of ideas of things to do, places to go, once the snow had taken over. Here, however, it opens so many opportunities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was spent outside even though the thermometer ventured all the ways down to the low -20's... On Sunday, we hiked at Johnston Canyon with an afternoon in the hot springs, followed by a steak dinner with Rachel &amp;amp; Shane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Monday, I went skiing at Sunshine Village. We were lucky enough to get a few inches of fresh powder snow covering the ground and we got there early enough to make our tracks for a few hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for this past week, it has been hectic (as have all my weeks been recently!). But still very good! On Wednesday, our C&amp;C group went up Fireside along Highway #1A west of Banff, where we had a bonfire - so hot, it melted my ski pant :( !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was the Xmas party for the company I work for (Brewster). We had an awesome time! Rachel came with me, and my male colleagues competitioned for her attention throughout the evening, it was funny to see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for today, I wish I had more time to write but I am at work and so cannot spend too much time doing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have some new pictures to post. Will do later today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113393513760784881?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113393513760784881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113393513760784881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113393513760784881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113393513760784881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/12/best-in-west.html' title='Best in the West'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113363610050698280</id><published>2005-12-03T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T11:55:01.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few more pictures of family this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/4-11073.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/4-11073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My really cool Dad, rocking his hair out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/3-17969.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/3-17969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; My brother Marc, in the wind, at the top of a mountain in the Adirondacks, USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/4-14254.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/4-14254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beautiful Lena-Joy, putting on edible rings. Her family is good friends with my family. She speaks with the cutest Parisian French accent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/4-14251.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/4-14251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lena-Joy's little brother, Matteo, caught in the middle of something! Doesn't he look innocent?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/4-14033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/4-14033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My grandma, Cecile, with three of her boys: my uncles Gilbert, Gilles and my dad. They spent the day on a cousin's yacht. Hard life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113363610050698280?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113363610050698280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113363610050698280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113363610050698280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113363610050698280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/12/family-pictures.html' title='Family pictures'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113363525063237810</id><published>2005-12-03T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T11:40:50.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Various Ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few pictures for you... Various people, various places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9818.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9818.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ian, Andrew M &amp; Andrew W, concentrating on Christmas tree decorations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9799.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Andrew M &amp; Andrew W, relaxing after the intense effort of putting up the Christmas tree...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Jack and his friend Ross, at The Keg last Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9849.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rachel and I, at The Keg last Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9739.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9739.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; My colleague Yuko and I, at our colleague Yibo's goodbye party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113363525063237810?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113363525063237810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113363525063237810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113363525063237810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113363525063237810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/12/various-ones.html' title='Various Ones'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113363479884704449</id><published>2005-12-03T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T11:33:18.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Higher Ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.warrenmiller.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.warrenmiller.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. His new movie 'Higher Ground' was premiering at the Banff Centre on Thursday night and I managed to score complimentary tickets for it. I took my friends Rachel &amp; Michael with me. The movie was excellent! By the time we got out, I wanted to leave Canada, move to Alaska and do nothing but ski. Quite powerful movie! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday night, we took the College &amp; Career group up Grotto Canyon at night. I think they had a great time. You can see details and pictures at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.banffparkchurch.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.banffparkchurch.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Several of them had never done anything this 'extreme(!?)' before. It was great to see them excited and happy! That's what life is about. We made a big nice bonfire at the top and stayed there a few hours. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I went to Rachel's and started watching 'Breakfast at Tiffany's'. We didn't make it until they end, because their housemate, Jamie, an adventure guide, came home from 3 weeks in South America. His girlfriend Sarah came to drop him off and spent some time with us. Then, we caught up with them and his adventures. Then, we started discussing with Michael about all sorts of things. As we were almost done, Andrew and his girlfriend Shannon came home from an evening together. Andrew is Rachel's brother, and they share a house with Michael &amp; Jamie. the four of them live together. Anyways, we had a good time and will have to finish the movie another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ski Lake Louise was offering a free day for locals today, but I wonder how many people will actually make it out of bed and unto the slopes. It is freezing cold this morning. I probably could have kicked myself to the hills had I not been working (hey, free skiing!). But, yeah, I am at work today, and will meet up with Rachel &amp; others tonight. Tomorrow, we are going snowshoeing in Kananaskis Country, probably around Chester Lake (Michael's recommendation). I hear Peter Lougheed Provincial Park has the most snow right now, and avalanche conditions are good. So it should be a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are doing great, wherever you are! I miss you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S. The countdown to Morocco has started... 46 days from today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113363479884704449?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113363479884704449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113363479884704449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113363479884704449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113363479884704449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/12/higher-ground.html' title='Higher Ground'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113329925885477756</id><published>2005-11-29T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T14:20:58.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have the best family in the world... They have made my week today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just received a DVD that my dad and sister made for me over the past few weeks. They have asked my extended family to record a message for me and they have put in on a DVD. My little sis Catherine also made me a whole virtual tour of our house in St-Jérôme so I can see what has changed since I left. This is just what I needed to not feel too far away from home... I almost cried watching it... They also sent me a bunch of pictures from this summer, including pictures from one of my good friend's wedding. I am so happy to be able to keep up with them although I am really far away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apart from that, I have nad another busy week... (What else is new!) Banff is gearing up for Christmas and this weekend, the town kicked off their Winterstart festival with several events. My friends and I checked out the Santa's Parade on Saturday night before heading back to Canmore for some Christmas decorating. Here are some pictures! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9774.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/200/IMG_9774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This is my friend Tanis, warming up with some coffee while waiting for the parade to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9791.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/200/IMG_9791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; My good friend Rachel, with her brother Andrew, in the background. Also warming up with some coffee. Our coffees took so long to be made that we almost missed the parade! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9783.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/200/IMG_9783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Michael &amp; Michelle, all smile! I was really glad to finally meet Michelle. I was starting to think Michael was making you up. Finally I have proof that he really has a girlfriend (and not an imaginary one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9779.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/200/IMG_9779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; One of the many snowmen present for the parade. The picture is a bit blurry but at least you get the idea of how cute the town is when all lit up with Christmas lights...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Sunday, I was back on the slopes with some friends. It was absolutely beautiful. We woke up to a few new inches of snow and couldn't wait to get to the hill. We were not disappointed when we got there. It was gorgeous, with fresh powder tracing our trails. It was excellent! I am still a bit soar from it and hopefully will get back to full form soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday night, my brother and friends went to the U2 concert in Montreal. I had a ticket for the show but had to let it go after realising that I could not afford a trip home for just that. I hear the show was amazing and the crowd tantalizing. J'espère que vous avez eu une super soirée. J'aurais aimé être avec vous... Je vais vous voir bientôt, durant les Fêtes. J'ai hâte que vous arriviez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess that's it for now. Jack, my "brother" (long-long time friend) is stopping by Banff today. He is a flight attendant and in Calgary to a few days and gets here tonight. I am really excited to see him! This is my official Christmas kick-off of friends and family being around for a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stef gets here on the 28th of Dec, Marc &amp; Yves on the 31st, Myriam &amp;amp; Pat probably around the 8th (until approx. the 16th). Then I'm off to Spain and Morocco... Good times will be had! I'm out for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love you much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your sister, friend, niece, cousin, or other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik, xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113329925885477756?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113329925885477756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113329925885477756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113329925885477756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113329925885477756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/11/virtual-tour.html' title='Virtual Tour'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113305264366714368</id><published>2005-11-26T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T17:50:43.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more pictures from my second day at Sunshine Village. Although the snow wasn't as good as the first day, it still was beautiful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113305264366714368?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113305264366714368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113305264366714368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113305264366714368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113305264366714368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/11/sunshine-village.html' title='Sunshine Village'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113287605076762407</id><published>2005-11-24T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T16:47:30.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's already been a few days since I wrote. Today is Thursday, and the weekend is looming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week has past by really fast and I almost feel like it slipped through my fingers without having a chance to hold it in. Anyways, I have still been really busy and this is the lowdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last Saturday, I showed up at my friend Shane's apartment to have the door answered by Jeff instead! We spent the evening together, going around town, stopping by our friend Melissa's (who fed us homemade pizza! Thanks girl!), then to the Living Room for a bonfire. We stopped by to see Shane at work after, picked up Dusty and went out to Minnewanka Lake to try to see northern lights (we didn't see anything, and ended up playing around the river, throwing rocks and taking funny pictures!). On Sunday, I met up with Shane and Jeff for an early, early hike on Minnewanka Trail. We were there on time to catch the sunrise; it was just beautiful! Then, headed to church, lunch at home, followed by an afternoon with friends at the Hot Springs. It was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Monday night, I went to Canmore for 20-30s group. Tuesday, Rachel and I joined the Living Room for a night of indoor climbing. It was great! We met Sue, from Manchester, and went for coffee with her after climbing. My friend Jono, from Melbourne, was playing at Bruno's and so I joined some friends in going to see him play after. Wednesday, back to the church for C&amp;C. Tonight, Thursday, good-bye party for my colleague Yibo, and tomorrow, ski all day and work in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you out of breath? I sure am... I haven't seen my roommate all week, having spent maximum 15 minutes at home at once! I haven't had a lot of time to call home and catch up with the family. Crazy week! But I like it that way...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been feeling a bit sick all week, probably due to my vaccines. But it's getting better and I should be feeling better shortly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will be out on the hill tomorrow and Sunday, and so I will make sure to post some pictures from the top of the mountains as the view is breath-taking to see, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although I am doing great, and truly enjoying my time here, I see the Holidays coming and I miss home. I should see a few of you during the Holidays and I am looking forward to that a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feel free to drop a note if you stop by to read this. I love you, all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113287605076762407?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113287605076762407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113287605076762407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113287605076762407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113287605076762407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/11/out-of-breath.html' title='Out of breath'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113243262773188916</id><published>2005-11-19T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T13:37:07.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afraid of the Yeti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9627.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am afraid of the Yeti. I think I met him last night in an outdoor equipment store downtown Banff, while shopping with some friends... I am posting some pictures of him (eh, I think it's a her... Check for yourself!). I even think there might 2 of them... Dangerous! Haha! (What you don't see is the big spider design on the back of this jacket. I am sure my sisters, when they were younger, would have been scared to see this creature walk out on the street. They would have thought that the end of the world had arrived! Haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, I went to the travel clinic on Thursday to get all my shots for Morocco. Lucky me, I had most of them done previously and only had to get a few. I got one in each arm, and I'm taking the third one orally... After this, I'll be ready to take on the world! (My arms still hurt, am I a sissy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/IMG_9628.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/IMG_9628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My colleague Yuko has received her Visa renewal and has come back to work. YEAH! Obviously, this will slow down the amount of work I have had on my plate lately and finally be able to get ahead and catch up... Good, good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the evening with some friends last night and watched "Bewitched". It's cute but not too impressive. The interesing part is that my friend Andrew Weaver picked it. For those who know Andrew, he's not usually into girly movies or non-action movies... I had a blast watching him watch the movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well, I'm off to the dollar store and the grocery store. I know, it's fascinating! That's life in Banff.  And life is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hugs and kisses to everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113243262773188916?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113243262773188916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113243262773188916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113243262773188916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113243262773188916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/11/afraid-of-yeti.html' title='Afraid of the Yeti'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113216611614646339</id><published>2005-11-16T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T11:48:31.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Here are a few pictures for the enjoyment of your (mostly) eastern eyes. Wish you were here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/shane.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is a friend of mine, Shane. We met up on the slopes for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/annik2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/annik2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; View from the top of one of the mountains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/shane.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/1600/annik.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6877/1138/320/annik.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little taste of scenery here in the Rockies. I wish you could all come see this. It's really beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113216611614646339?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113216611614646339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113216611614646339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113216611614646339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113216611614646339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/11/heres-for-you.html' title='Here&apos;s for you...'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113201650217689796</id><published>2005-11-14T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T19:39:10.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh powder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Another 5 cms of new snow in the past 24 hours adds to the great opening conditions. Continental Divide [chairlift] will be open today! With 8 lifts running and over 50 runs to ski and ride on, conditions are incredible for this time of year! Please remember that it is still early season and there are natural and man made hazards. Ski and ride with care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning to a phone call from my boss asking me to come in at 3pm instead 10am. After agreeing to come in later, I almost went back to sleep when I realized that it was Monday and that Monday was a great day to go skiing. Brewster, the company I work for, has 2 corporates passes available to any employee. You need to reserve them ahead of time and sometimes fight for them. But not on a Monday... So I called head office and signed the pass out for the day. I headed over to Sunshine Village (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skibanff.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.skibanff.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;) for a few hours of outdoor bliss. And let me say it was worth every minute of it. As my first day of skiing in the Rockies, I was blown away... Skiing in the Laurentians will never be the same anymore - I will always remember the pure amazement of skiing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew a friend of mine was skiing at Sunshine for the day too and so I stopped by his work to catch up with him, but apparently missed him by minutes. Anyways, I went anyways and when I got off the lift for my first run, I saw him standing there ready to go. He had just gotten there too. I was really happy to find him and get to ski with him for the day. It's always better to be a pair! Plus, I think I might have found a great partner of my caliber for the season. Great first day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have this thing in my family where, whenever anybody is doing something great, we call each other from where we are to annoy them and make them jealous a bit! It's done in love, and since we all have our turn of being the one calling the other to brag about something, we love it when they do because it means they're thinking of us. All of this to say that I called my brother Marc today to brag about my day on the slopes. Actually, I was hoping this would help convince him to come over for New Year's. I think it did!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take the time to wish my uncle Luc a happy birthday! He turned 50 a few days ago and my whole family threw him a big surprise party. I called my dad's cell and had the chance to get passed around and chat with Grandma, my cousins, my aunt, and siblings. It was great to talk to them  even though I was unable to be there. Funny how I hated those family gatherings when I was younger, but I really enjoy them now because I can appreciate the value of family ties and the special bond that connects us. Oh well, enough mushiness on my part. LaRoche, out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More news soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113201650217689796?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113201650217689796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113201650217689796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113201650217689796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113201650217689796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/11/fresh-powder.html' title='Fresh powder'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113157011766576743</id><published>2005-11-09T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T22:20:15.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My boss is off this afternoon, and so I am taking my lunch break to write from my computer at work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life has been quite steady here in the past few days, or since I last wrote. Still there are a few things I think are worth mentioning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been calling home and catching up this week, as I really miss them all. So I have talked to my little sister Catherine this week, and got her thinking... maybe she could come to Banff to do her Grade 12. Technically, in Quebec, you finish high school in Grade 11, and then go on to cegep (college) for 2 years. However, if your grades are good enough coming out of high school, you can switch over to an Ontario university right away and skip college (kinda what I did). She is thinking she could come to Banff, do her grade 12, get her English up-to-speed, and move on to any Canadian university after since she would have a diploma from Quebec and from Alberta. She is apparently very excited about it, and so am I. I would love to have my baby sister (who is not really a baby anymore) live with me for a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My brother Marc is thinking of doing a university semester in London instead of Montreal. He is thinking of leaving to go over there for the summer, and then staying until Xmas for a school semester. I am sure he would find the first few days to be challenging because of the English barrier, but I am confident he would adjust very fast and thoroughly enjoy his time there. I wish him good luck... He might also be coming over for the Holidays wich would make me really happy! We'll see if it actually pans out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for Morocco, I have sent my passport request. It's on its way. It is making a bit nervous that I REALLY need it for my trip in January, and cannot leave without it. But Dad has assured me that I should receive it before I go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other news: I met a guy at church on Sunday who is a musician playing with bands like Rivertribe, Rebecca St-James, theBetween, and others. He is only 22 y.o. and already has travelled around the world extensively. I was really impressed. I googled him to find out he has his own website and all... If you guys are curious, here it is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jono.com.au"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.jono.com.au&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. He is the kind of person I certainly want to keep in touch with for the future; good contact to have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since I haven't yet spent money on buying new winter tires (I have 4 good ones at home, and really don't want to buy 4 new ones), I have been saving gas and trouble by walking (almost) everywhere. Mom is worried about safety (it's her job to worry about me, I have to give her 'something' to worry about) but I am finding it rather great to walk places instead of driving. I find myself meeting more people along the sidewalks and noticing things and places I hadn't noticed before. Walking has advantages. Plus it saves gas, and therefore money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My really good friend from home, Stef, is coming over for New Year's. Her cousin Melanie is coming too, as she coming to spend time with her best friend who is also in town. It should be awesome to have some friends around for the Holidays... If you can't go home, let home come to you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think that's about it for now. Please leave a note if you stop by to read this. It's good to know someone actually reads this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113157011766576743?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113157011766576743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113157011766576743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113157011766576743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113157011766576743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/11/thinking-ahead.html' title='Thinking ahead'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113112747718084743</id><published>2005-11-04T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T13:39:51.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...in the snow-covered hills...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The scenery reminds me of a Dixie Chicks cover song... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I took my love and I took it down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I climbed a mountain and I turned around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well the landslide brought me down"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is somewhat how I feel. Although I have been truly happy and sincerely upbeat recently, I have had a bit of a week. Work has been great, but demanding, finishing work more than an hour late every day this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I called home this week and chatted with my sister, Myriam, and she truly made me miss home. A lot of times, I reflect on things and feel bad for being away at crucial times in my siblings' lives, not being around to chat and encourage them, but it starts hurting when they make the comment that they miss it too. I was hoping I was making too big of a deal about it and that they wouldn't have noticed. However, I was reminded this week that they have noticed. What really made an impression too, this week, was that my brother J-P, who's my age and usually very distant and uninterested, called me out of the blue to chat. He and his girlfriend broke up recently and he moved out from their apartment. And he just needed to call and talk. I felt honored, yet very surprised as we have never really had a relationship... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Can the child within my heart rise above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can I handle the seasons of my life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am blessed by the changes in my life, yet always a little uncertain, unsettled and nervous. I am really counting on my trip to Africa to shake off the feeling that I am settling down. As much as I wanted to work on my "career" and get somewhere, as much as I now feel that there's no rush. I also want to enjoy life, see the world, appreciate living for the only sake of living (not because it's getting me somewhere). Then, later, once I have done that, I can settle down and enjoy routine. But not now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Well, I’ve been afraid of changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;’cause I built my life around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Children get older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m getting older too"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And thru all of this, I am reminded that I have not been forgotten. God's timing is perfect, and His vision all-encompassing whereas mine is severely restricted to the "here and now". Good to know somebody cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry for my mood. It's been good to share it with you. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a great Friday. I'll write again soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love, always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113112747718084743?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113112747718084743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113112747718084743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113112747718084743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113112747718084743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-snow-covered-hills.html' title='...in the snow-covered hills...'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113070864829121129</id><published>2005-10-30T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T14:44:08.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House-sitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is a beautiful day. It's sunny, and surprisingly warm for the end of October. I find myself to be very positive and happy about life, and it's a great place to be in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friend Nikole and I have confirmed our flights for London last night. This means that we only have to book our flight to Spain, and we are off! It's a lot of money, but I know it's going to be worth it... I'll make sure to send pictures and emails while I'm there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am writing from a beautiful big house in Banff, where I'm house-sitting for the day. The family left for Calgary last night and left my the house and the dog. I've been having a blast... I took the dog out for a walk (I felt like a real local) and slept in a very big and comfy King-size bed. Nice to be out of staff accom for the day...! You have to come see this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was taking to my great friend Davina earlier today, and there is a good chance that she might move to Calgary soon. It would be soooo wonderful to have her around! I would love it... Davina, I miss having you around. I'll be praying you get the confirmation you want. And planning to pick you up from the airport, cause I'm sure it'll all work out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's it for now. I have to go. I hope you guys are enjoying the nice sun outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113070864829121129?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113070864829121129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113070864829121129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113070864829121129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113070864829121129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/10/house-sitting.html' title='House-sitting'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113045260149169908</id><published>2005-10-27T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T16:36:41.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Early wake-up call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know you live in a national park when... you drive your friend home, and you can't get out of the parking lot because you are blocked in by a bunch of deers looking at you like you are the strange sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know you live in a national park when... you are awoken at 5AM by an elk in rut standing right outside your bedroom window. (By the way, it sounds like a women screaming for dear life, while she's being raped - the worst early wake-up call possible).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nonetheless, life in Banff is great. It's been snowing here all day. Big, beautiful flakes. It's gorgeous. Except for the fact that I still have my summer tires on my car and that I really don't want to spend money on new ones, since it's money taken directly from my trip money. Ouch...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For those how don't know yet, I am going on a big trip in January. My good friend Nikole and I will be going a 3-week for me / 4-week for Nikole trip to Spain and Morocco. We'll be flying into Spain, taking a ferry down Gibraltar and then into Morocco, with some spent overnight in the Sahara and in the Atlas Mountains. Exciting, eh? I sure am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for work, things are good. But super busy. Only this week, our Front Desk supervisor quit, as well as our bar manager, while our reservations agent, and one of our Front Desk agent's visas are not going through forcing them to leave their positions. Plus, our administrative assistant is sick and cannot work anymore. That literally leaves our Reservations Manager, our accountant and myself to run the hotel. Hum... You think I'm busy? That's not even strong enough a word to describe. Still, tonight, I am going to a pig roast (!). I got free tickets from our accountant (who I found out, goes to my sister church). So this should be fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All in all, it's been an emotional week.  I am doing great - just lots on my plate at the moment. Lots moving and happening, and it's a bit much to assimilate all at once. And some good friends have left town, which always make it hard for those who stay behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, all this to say, I am doing great. I miss home, as always, but I am having a blast. I hope things are good on your side of things too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113045260149169908?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113045260149169908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113045260149169908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113045260149169908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113045260149169908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/10/early-wake-up-call.html' title='Early wake-up call'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113009920130358948</id><published>2005-10-23T14:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T14:06:23.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still figuring this blog out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am learning how to post pictures... Please be patient with me as I play with it... I should have everything figured out quite soon, and be able to officially welcome you to this new blog address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113009920130358948?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113009920130358948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113009920130358948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113009920130358948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113009920130358948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-still-figuring-this-blog-out.html' title='I am still figuring this blog out.'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113009871138678312</id><published>2005-10-23T14:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T14:18:31.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/80/8425/640/Banff%205%200481.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/80/8425/320/Banff%205%200481.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fields of gold, huh, I mean daisies...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113009871138678312?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113009871138678312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113009871138678312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113009871138678312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113009871138678312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-fields-of-gold-huh-i-mean-daisies.html' title=''/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18182704.post-113003626131682318</id><published>2005-10-22T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T12:44:59.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenaline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A little dose of adrenaline never hurts. A little dose of fun either. And big plans are exciting.This is what this blog is about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For a whole year of previous entries, check out www.annik.monblogue.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18182704-113003626131682318?l=alaroche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/feeds/113003626131682318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18182704&amp;postID=113003626131682318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113003626131682318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18182704/posts/default/113003626131682318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alaroche.blogspot.com/2005/10/adrenaline.html' title='Adrenaline'/><author><name>Annik_L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950962563974795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlsPpGZZS-Y/SQstCglrreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRUsICHWJ28/S220/New+204.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
