It�s been an entire week since I returned (today is July 3), and I�ve had the time to look over all that I wrote (and type it up too�I�m gonna get carpal tunnel or something). Too bad I�ve been too busy with SRP and stressing about Chinese Club and all the other work I have to really think about the trip.

Well, I got home last Wednesday at around 7am (flight landed at 5:15am), and I basically went to sleep. I wanted to wake up around 10, 11, 12-ish, but instead I woke up at 1:30 when my mom called�hahaha. Yes, ummm�tired much?

One thing I forgot to mention about the plane ride was that my mom accidentally had a corkscrew in her purse because she was carrying it for Ian�s aunt, but forgot about it. The really bad thing was that the security people did not catch it�that�s not good�They did catch the corkscrews in the suitcase of Uncle Hsu, though�strange.

Anyways, it was a really great trip. I admit that I did not want to go in the beginning. I mean, I was irate that my mom just signed me up without asking. I mean, at that point I was worried about my senior research project, I wanted to attend the WSCLC volleyball camp, but also didn�t want to because I was worrying about my SRP�aiye. Well, turns out taking a week off for my SRP was fine in terms of time, and I still got to visit the camp (even though I really would have wanted to attend as a camper).

On the general sense, I saw mountains and water for the third year straight. But, I mean every place was just a little different. This wasn�t a boring trip. I saw magnificent landscapes, had fun while doing it (snowball fights, canoeing, sleeping�hehehe), and enjoyed another country.

The main reason my parents wanted me to go was so I could spend time with them and more importantly with my grandmother. Even though the trip lasted a week, I still don�t think I spent all that much time with her�which is really too bad. I hope she had fun though. Moving away from being all emotional and teary, I saw a lot on this trip: snow in June, grizzly bear, black bear, elk, glacier water (which I drank)�and I realized that there are way too many Asian people touring the Canadian Rockies�and just that makes it all worthwhile�=P.