After a lot of thought, we decided the easiest way to do this was to keep the car at Travlelodge and walk to the train station through an Indian Reservation. It only rained on us a little.
the Rocky Mountaineer, we all got a little Canadian flag to wave around.
The train was headed to Whistler, and took the the same route we took with the car the day before, only a bit further north.
Whistler seemed to me like Disney for adults. Seemed too fake and brand new, but I guess, in this stage, it's more like 30 or so years old.
For me a very anxious day - took the train in and knew to get back to Vancouver I would be taking a sea-plane! YIKES!!!...so, it made for a very quiet day at Whistler with many trips to the bathroom.
I'm such a chicken.
At the end of the day we met up with all the others that were taking the plane back. A van waiting for us on a side street with sea-plane decals all over it. As it turns out, the driver of the van would also be our pilot!
I was not the only one that was nervous...even someone who WORKS ON planes was not too sure about the construction of the plane.
Found our way to the bus and headed back to our Travelodge. Grabbed our car and headed to Victoria by Ferry.
My Facebook post from the day said: "started the day on foot, then train.bus.foot.van.(sea)plane.bus.foot.car.ferry.car.hotel. what a day!"