Chemainus? Why not?!

So today I hung out in the afternoon with Chloe. We hada LOT of time to kill, so we decided to go to Chemainus, the little town that could. See, their economy used to revolve around the pulp mill there. But then the mill closed (surprise!) and the town needed a boost. So they painted a ton of murals all over the buildings downtown about the history of the area in an effort to make tourism their new economy. And it worked, sorta.

Anyways, the real reason for this post is the sign that Chloe and I saw on the side of the road to Chemainus:

Mothers

Approved Travel Agents for Guilt Trips

I don't know why, but I thought it was hilarious at the time.

Anyways, bed beckons.

Later!