T & Q do the West Coast

In September, when the girls were about 3 months old, I wrote a post about flying with twins. Let me begin this post by saying that flying with very young babies is a breeze! Flying with two almost 1-year olds...not so much!

We just got back from a week in Vancouver, BC. Fortunately for Jenn and I, my parents joined us. My Dad stayed for a long weekend and then headed back to Toronto but my Mom stayed for the week. The help on the plane and during the week was fantastic. The flight is about 5 hours long, which is a challenge with two restless, active, overstimulated and overtired babies. While they weren't badly behaved, it took a lot of work on our part to keep them entertained. We spent most of our time out of our seats walking the aisles. Quinn walked the aisles with my help, stopping occasionally to stare down other passengers.

The girls were fantastic travelers, apart from some of the challenges of the plane. We stayed in a great suites hotel. Jenn and I had a 2-bedroom suite, as did my parents. The girls had tons of room to roam around. I rented a BOB jogging stroller and some toys from Wee Travel. They were incredible. They picked out the most perfect toys for the girls - they were entertained all week. I highly recommend them if you're doing any Canadian travel to Vancouver or Toronto.

Jenn had to work from Tuesday-Friday, so my Mom and I explored the city with our two little travelers. We walked a ton all week long. The girls visited Granville Island, saw Stanley Park, took the Aquabus water taxi, hiked the Capilano Suspension bridge and even took the ferry over to Gibsons, BC to visit our friend's parents. While the weather was a bit cool and rainy (for us, not the Vancouverites!), it didn't stop us from getting out. Having the extra set of hands was such a nice "break" for me. I think I could get used to it! :)

A walk on the seawall in downtown Vancouver

You almost always have a view of the mountains when
walking in Vancouver

The whole family out for a walk before the rain started

Quinn, the bruiser hikes the Capilano
Suspension bridge.  

Teagan and I on the ferry over to
Gibsons, BC. The picture doesn't do it
justice - the ride is gorgeous.

My Mom and Quinn on the ferry

A picnic in the park on our last day in Van. She wanted
to make sure that every bit of fruit was licked clean from
the tray!

A mountain view.