So, here we were in one of the most beautiful places in the world, and everyone in our group just wanted to sleep. I was up at 7:00, of course. I spent the morning doing a load of laundry, as I wanted to get out of our suite and let my husband sleep as late as he could without me tromping overhead. The morning air was colder than I expected, just a few degrees above freezing, but the sun made up for it. Everywhere I looked there was a mountain. Banff really is stunning.
We took advantage of the free hotel breakfast buffet just before 10:30. The hotel restaurant was a Chili’s, which I found absolutely hysterical. The buffet was surprisingly good, though. After breakfast we drove into town to pick up a few essentials. We met up with the rest of the family in the early afternoon, as they were having lunch in a mall food court. Nola was up to her baby tiger routine – crawling on the floor, growling and untying my shoelace with her teeth.
We decided on separate plans for the afternoon. My husband and I wanted to take the gondola up to Sulphur Mountain, while the brothers-in-law wanted to go hiking, Nola’s mom wanted to take her to a playground and my husband’s other sister wanted to do some shopping. We had just spent two full days together on the train, so a little separation seemed like a good idea.
The gondola ride was fantastic, except for my misguided belief that it would be cooler at the top of the mountain. I should have left the fleece jacket in the car. Afterwards, we met my sisters-in-law for a quick drink in our room before rejoining Nola and her dad for dinner at the hotel Chili’s. They seated us in an isolation booth. Seriously, it was separate from all of the other tables and had a high plexiglass barrier over the top of the booth. How did they know?