Saltspring Island

I don't know if Saltspring Island means that there's salt in this spring or it's because is piquency in a litteral form. I discover a small island, geared for tourism, but still a lot wild. The island is almost unbeleavable. There's many folks that still loves the '60s way. And some brand new one that have a modern way to do their returns to natural roots. Like this café where have taken our lunch. The woman that serves us speak french the Quebec's way. She sells only vegetarian and organic meals. We do some bicyling. It was too short and the weather wasn't so good. But we saw a little more of the BC and have some good times.

I think my expectation for the BC was too much high. I was thiking that I would be very impressed. Maybe the Rockies would dazzled me. But I don't saw them. I only see some nice road crossing forest or nearby the coast. But it could like some other places in Canada. The city, even Victoria, aren't so great. Of course, near Empress hotel and the legislative building. But the rest just look like any small town of the US, with a little canadian touch.

In the evening, I had watched Star Wars II-Attack of the clone for the first -and the last- time. This movie is so lame, stoopid, and kiddie. Lucas can't do better than the first trilogy. He copied himself, and do worst. He destroy the spirit and the quality of the first trilogy. The only thing that could be excited by this movie is some computers that have done the rendering job.