The Friendliest People!
We stopped at a nearby golf course on our way home from the Mussel Festival so that Hans could arrange a game for himself on Sunday.
No sooner had we stepped out of the car than Hans was approached by a fellow who just said hi, welcome, and chatted a bit. Hans indicated he was looking for a game, so he directed us to the clubhouse. On our way, a lady stopped and talked with us, invited Hans to join their tournament the next day which started at 12:00. We looked at the site map. Another fellow invited us in to have a beer, which we did. At the bar he introduced Hans to the President of the club, who showed me where the Ladies room was and indicated there was food available and we should help ourselves. Since we were having dinner with Ray and Margaret, we declined the food but enjoyed our beer and wine. Throughout, if we were alone for more than 10 seconds, someone came up to talk to us and we had the President to chat to at our table.
Really, they were the friendliest group of people we have ever met.
We stopped at a grocery store on the way home to pick up some shaving cream and at the checkout, the clerk either noticed our Canadian pins or our accent. Immediately, she asked how we liked it here and were we staying in Blenheim? "Yes", we replied. "Well, there's a great place to eat" she said, naming it, and there's a band and we could just sit there and enjoy the evening, listening to music. She should have been working for the Tourist Bureau.
As we left the store, we jokingly said that the folks around here must have all attended a "be friendly and welcoming" workshop because to a person, they have all been incredibly charming.
No sooner had we stepped out of the car than Hans was approached by a fellow who just said hi, welcome, and chatted a bit. Hans indicated he was looking for a game, so he directed us to the clubhouse. On our way, a lady stopped and talked with us, invited Hans to join their tournament the next day which started at 12:00. We looked at the site map. Another fellow invited us in to have a beer, which we did. At the bar he introduced Hans to the President of the club, who showed me where the Ladies room was and indicated there was food available and we should help ourselves. Since we were having dinner with Ray and Margaret, we declined the food but enjoyed our beer and wine. Throughout, if we were alone for more than 10 seconds, someone came up to talk to us and we had the President to chat to at our table.
Really, they were the friendliest group of people we have ever met.
We stopped at a grocery store on the way home to pick up some shaving cream and at the checkout, the clerk either noticed our Canadian pins or our accent. Immediately, she asked how we liked it here and were we staying in Blenheim? "Yes", we replied. "Well, there's a great place to eat" she said, naming it, and there's a band and we could just sit there and enjoy the evening, listening to music. She should have been working for the Tourist Bureau.
As we left the store, we jokingly said that the folks around here must have all attended a "be friendly and welcoming" workshop because to a person, they have all been incredibly charming.
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