Vacation Part Deux: Saskatchewan and beyond….well actually, it was just Saskatchewan

Ok guys, I’ll be honest.  I just haven’t felt much like writing lately, hence the lack of blog posts.  So, once again, this one will be mostly pictures – I’m sure soon enough I’ll be inspired enough to write something that half resembles a coherent sentence, one that might even be worth reading, but until that day, enjoy the pictures.

We flew straight from Nova Scotia to Saskatoon, and there began leg two of our trip.  All of our time was spent catching up with relatives, playing games with my grandparents, eating, showing Ben the beauty of Saskatchewan, showing Ben what food us Mennonites eat, my cousins’ wedding, laughing, reminiscing and just a bit more food thrown in for good measure. 

Oh yeah, let’s not forget how we drove Ben all around to show him all the old houses either myself, my grandparents, or my parents had lived in.  He was a good sport, considering that the houses held no sentimental value to him whatsoever…and considering that in Waldheim (a town of maybe 900), my dad have lived in 5 different houses.Good times.  Good times indeed.

 Onto the pictures:

This is why you all should go to Saskatchewan at least once in your life (eh L-stew?).  “Is it flat?” you ask; yes, yes it is. But that just means the sky doesn’t ever end. I’ve never seen more sky in my life than in Saskatchewan.  It really is beautiful, in it’s own prairie-like -nothing for miles around -see your dog run away for days, kind of way. 

We went out for lunch to The Berry Barn.  I was finally able to enjoy verenike and farmer sausage.  I know that maybe only 2 of you that read this will know what that is, but I’m afraid that if I actually described it to you, you’d think it sounded gross.  Just take my word for it that it’s delicious. If you really want to know what it is, just leave me a comment and a may or may not let you in on my culinary delight.

Me and my Grandpa.  We’re tight.

Round number 2 of Mennonite food, watermelon and rollkuchen. Ben and I spent several days staying at my aunt and uncle’s house (this is there place here).  Thanks again for a great visit!

Here are my grandparents at the church where they were married.  This year they will celebrate 60 years together! That deserves a WOOT WOOT in my humble opinion.

 

My cousin Max tearing it up on his bagpipes.  He’s incredible!

My cousin Amber, on the Giesbrecht side got married.  Here she is getting all hitched.

Here are the three Giesbrecht brothers (my dad and uncles) singing a few numbers at the reception.  My cousins and I had a good time coming up with names for their band – we figure they could take their act on the road.  G-cubed, the G’s-brechts, the Giesbrecht Brothers Three….really the possibilities were endless – any other ideas out there?

The Giesbrecht Cousins with my grandparents - we’re missing my brothers Dallas and Dustin, and Ryan’s wife Isobel.  You were all missed! 

The next picture is all of us doing our “silly shot”  Might I point out that it’s pretty much just the kids being ridiculous,and the parents just giggling.  Some things never change.  And I’d like to give the award for the most random pose to Ben here.

  

 

Well that pretty much sums it up.  Hope you enjoyed the tour that was our holiday, from the car ride out east, to the food we ate, to the family we saw. 

Until I feel like writing again,

Karmyn