The Mistress 2015

Shayne has an infatuation with all things Volkswagon. This is a passion that I can support and this past weekend we went down to Vancouver for Canada’s largest VW Show. We went down with a few other friends and their VWs and had a rad time. 

On Saturday, we went to a pancake breaky, did a cruise, went to an AWESOME BBQ (show & shine, raffle, amazing food and great people) and Sunday was the show. I know a few things about Shayne’s car like his new engine is a 1915, it goes really fast, the paint job is from 1984 and her name (c/o yours truly) is “The Mistress.”


I only got a few pictures and here they are:


Seattle Bound with a Side of Ink

Although I live in paradise, sometimes I need a break from Pemberton. A great place to escape to is a magical city across the boarder called SEATTLE. Many months ago I made an appointment with my very talented cousin and tattoo artist, Suzanna Fisher, to get some new ink down there so Shayne and I decided that we would make a mini vacation out of it.

I ditched out of work early on Friday (good thing…Vancouver traffic was nutty) and the drive only took us about 5 hours. The boarder wait was about 30 minutes and we arrive in Seattle just in time for an awesome dinner at Wasabi. We chose to grab a drink at the Ace Hotel and then hang out in our super funky hotel room at Hotel FIVE.

Saturday was dedicated to exploration. We had a yummy brunch at Pink Place Market and explored the downtown. We also managed to take a ride in a gondola, on the BIG WHEEL. Shayne’s goal was to get new winter tires (which were $500 cheaper in the USA) and my goal was to get tattooed. Both happened.


After the tires were installed we headed over to Damask Tattoo for my much anticipated ink. Suzanna is super rad and creative and it was a great place to relax and get inked.  The hood she works in is funky and called Upper Queen Ave. and I suggest you check it out. The tattoo of choice is an artistic willow tree under my right hip, on my thigh (the picture looks kind of awkward). If you want to know why, send me a tweet (or comment here) and I will tell you: @BlairKaplanPR


Sunday  started off with brunch at Grub and Shayne and I hit the road to the Seattle Premium Outlets. Following some shopping success and fails we hit the penny slots and Tulalip Casino (with not much luck) followed by a trip to Trade Joe’s. It took us 2 minutes to come back across the boarder and we survived a blizzard between Whistler and Pemberton at 11pm on a Sunday.

Great memories were made. Great food was eaten. A great tattoo was created. If you haven’t been to Seattle, go and if you are planning a new tattoo go see Suzanna. TRUST ME.


This past weekend was the first ever Family Day in British Columbia, which meant a long weekend for most of us. So, I sacrificed a weekend of skiing to spending time with my family…in Winnipeg. This meant about 12 hours of travel in 4 days.

I feel like I spend a lot of time in airports because I love to travel and have been travelling since an early age.  I’m going to share with you some of my highlights from airport adventures…specifically security.


Age 17 – I got hired to work at a summer camp in Cleveland, Georgia, so I had to fly to Atlanta. The summer camp “forgot” to give me the proper documentation (aka A WORK VISA) and so when it came time to clear customs…I failed. A scary man who did not understand what I meant by “going to be a camp counselor at a Jewish Summer Camp in America” and yelled me at for hours. Eventually, after many hours of crying and talking to the Director of the Camp, they let me though on a J1 Visa.  Little did I know I was now “red flagged” at the US border. Note: this was the wrong Visa.

Age 17-23 – ANY TIME I WANTED TO CROSS THE BORDER. I was pulled aside and asked what I was doing in the USA with a J1 Visa if I wasn’t a student. Note: A J1 Visa is a student visa and I was never a student.  I was usually in interrogation for 30 minutes up to 1.5 hours. That made travelling fun. One magical day, the head of security was there and lifted my red flag. I no longer have “those issues.”

Age 22 – After living in Edmonton to 8 months I made the hard decision to move to Vancouver. The day I moved I was very, very sick and really sad to leave my friends (especially Chase who took me to the airport). I was a hot mess and security found a corkscrew in my bag. This caused for a delayed and detailed search of me. I guess they thought I would open too many bottles on the airplane.

This past weekend – My carryon was searched 3 times because something showed up on the x-ray that looked like a knife. After searching my stuff and me over and over again….they found and confiscated a dirty butter knife.

This past weekend – Security was not busy and so I was “chosen for a random security test.” The creepy man swabbed my waist, hip, shoe and hand for explosive materials. Is that even legal? He was in my bubble. I did not have any explosive materials on me. Phew



So, these are just some of my many run-ins with security. Has anything crazy ever happened to you?

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Monster Mash-Jam

When living in a small town you should do as the locals do.  When Shayne found out that Monster Jam was coming to Vancouver we knew that a date-night was in order. Shayne was in charge of buying the tickets and I got us a hotel room at The Georgian Court. We were excited for our 2nd Monster Jam experienced for a 2nd year in a row. Yes, we went last year….

The Georgian Court was really nice and gave us a welcome treat and tuend our bed down at bedtime. However, they got my gender confused:

Mister Blair?

Mister Blair?

Well, after we were all checked in we decided to head out for dinner to Abigail’s Party. Due to not living in Vancouver anymore, I was unaware that is it Dine Out Vancouver and at 5:30pm the whole restaurant was reserved and we were unable to use our $100 gift card. So, we sauntered over to Hapa Izakaya  in Kits for Hapa Hour. This is recommended to all. Affordable and yummy Japanese cuisine.

We finished our meal and taxied to Monster Jam. Our tickets, purchased from Ticketmaster, were in the  “Club Seating” area. The seats here are in the middle of the arena, cushioned and have a bar/lounge area. Due to Ticketmaster’s failure at sending us the right tickets, Shayne and I did NOT have seats together. Date night fail. Luckliy there was the lounge and we watched the show from bar. Too bad these were “expensive” tickets.

Seat Fail. Ticketmaster Fail.

Seat Fail. Ticketmaster Fail.

The trucks were loud and the coolers were expensive.  I’m talking $8.50 per cooler expensive….we had 3 each which came to $1000!  After watching crashing and speeding and crashing and wheelie popping, the show came to an end with Grave Digger winning.

Here is 5 minutes of Grave Digger:

So, Monster Jam is now a tradition and I suggest everyone go. It’s cheap family fun, minus the booze and always double check your seats, even if you have a responsible partner.

To follow my skiing journey, check back every Wednesday (or sometimes Thursday) and read about my learning adventure. It is okay  to learn to ski at any age. If I can do it, so can you! Please share your skiing tips and comments below. Cheers!