Day Three - No more sunshine
We got lucky in that we got sunny days for our first couple of days, but now time for the real West Coast weather - kind of grey and rainy. Still, half and half isn't bad, no complaints (although I'm not sure if I could live with the grey and rain full time - it seems it would get depressing after awhile). Anyways.
No one had to work today, so we all set out for North Vancouver, taking the Sea Bus ferry across. We wandered around the marketplace at Lonsdale Quay, where the ferry docks, and met up with Natalie and her (guy) friend Lindsay. We then headed up into the mountains to Lynn Valley Canyon - after a slight delay, in which Natalie's character filled car, Tawanga, wouldn't start, due to being low on gas and parked on an uphill angle. The boys saved the day, though, driving in Lindsay's car to go get us gas so that we could get going. When we reached Lynn Valley, we were greeted with falling snow, and a large sign depicting dangers in the park, and the many different ways that people have died there. Charming. Down to the suspension bridge, where we took pictures and bounced around, then hiking along some of the trails (and off some as well). Phil found a part of trail that had been partly washed away by a landslide, and then delighted in climbing partway up the slide and throwing things further down the valley. He also did a 'danger dance', which Kailey was unable to capture on film (as well as many other dances that he wouldn't let her catch, much to her frustration). We eventually made it down to another bridge crossing over water, and then started the long trek back up the canyon.
Natalie had to get to work then, so she & Lindsay dropped us off back at the Quay, where after wandering around the market again for awhile we eventually figured out that we would head back downtown, then figure out something for dinner. Much to Kailey's delight, she managed to capture the 'waiting for the ferry' dance on video, and even better, it was a team dance, as Phil, Braden & Chris all moved in unison.
It had started to rain, although not too hard, so when we disembarked back in Vancouver, we decided to just walk along Granville Street for awhile, as Phil had a particular restaurant in mind. I took some photos along the way, and we stopped in an arcade so that Phil could play a guitar playing game, and Kailey played Tetris for 25 cents. I played one of those car racing games before we left, then back out into the rain. Phil had had a specific Greek restaurant in mind to go to, but it turned out to be a about 8 blocks away from where we were, and at that point we were all tired and ready for food (poor Braden was sick with a cold, and we did a lot of walking that day), so we decided to go to the Two Parrots instead, which was right there. Our waitress wasn't the most attentive, as another girl had called in sick and she was covering, but oh well. The restaurant had a bit of a jungle theme going, and these really pretty dragonfly shaped lights in the windows (kind of like those strings of chili pepper lights? but white, light Christmas twinkle lights). The meal ended with an epic fry fight, mainly between Kailey & Phil, although we were all caught in the crossfire at some point. Then back out into the rain (lesser at this point), back to the SkyTrain.
Bit of excitement/drama at the station where we transferred lines ... the stations are all open, with an honour system of payment, so you can leave them and reenter if needed. We we taking a break to stop at a drug store near the station on the way home, and the guys insisted on accompanying us, as apparently it wasn't the greatest place to be alone at night. In any case, Kailey, Braden & I were a bit behind Phil & Chris, and didn't hear/see anything, until we got up to the street and saw Chris running away across it, towards a crowd of people. A guy on a bicycle had just been hit by a van, and was lying in the street. Emergency crews showed up pretty quickly, and it seems like the guy was lucky, in that only his leg was broken. Still, kind of scary.
So ends another fun filled, busy day - we left the house at noon, and returned home at 10pm. While I'm adjusted to the time change, I'm still splitting it in my mind ... realizing what time it is back in Ontario throughout the day, and how different it is from where I am. The whole time/space displacement thing is weird, and I still have trouble wrapping my head around it sometimes. On our first day in Vancouver, while taking the bus from the airport into downtown, my mind wandered and rambled around the idea of time as something rather theoretical and arbitrary. Perhaps it was only the jet lag talking (or a glimpse of future jet lag induced delusions to come!).
No one had to work today, so we all set out for North Vancouver, taking the Sea Bus ferry across. We wandered around the marketplace at Lonsdale Quay, where the ferry docks, and met up with Natalie and her (guy) friend Lindsay. We then headed up into the mountains to Lynn Valley Canyon - after a slight delay, in which Natalie's character filled car, Tawanga, wouldn't start, due to being low on gas and parked on an uphill angle. The boys saved the day, though, driving in Lindsay's car to go get us gas so that we could get going. When we reached Lynn Valley, we were greeted with falling snow, and a large sign depicting dangers in the park, and the many different ways that people have died there. Charming. Down to the suspension bridge, where we took pictures and bounced around, then hiking along some of the trails (and off some as well). Phil found a part of trail that had been partly washed away by a landslide, and then delighted in climbing partway up the slide and throwing things further down the valley. He also did a 'danger dance', which Kailey was unable to capture on film (as well as many other dances that he wouldn't let her catch, much to her frustration). We eventually made it down to another bridge crossing over water, and then started the long trek back up the canyon.
Natalie had to get to work then, so she & Lindsay dropped us off back at the Quay, where after wandering around the market again for awhile we eventually figured out that we would head back downtown, then figure out something for dinner. Much to Kailey's delight, she managed to capture the 'waiting for the ferry' dance on video, and even better, it was a team dance, as Phil, Braden & Chris all moved in unison.
It had started to rain, although not too hard, so when we disembarked back in Vancouver, we decided to just walk along Granville Street for awhile, as Phil had a particular restaurant in mind. I took some photos along the way, and we stopped in an arcade so that Phil could play a guitar playing game, and Kailey played Tetris for 25 cents. I played one of those car racing games before we left, then back out into the rain. Phil had had a specific Greek restaurant in mind to go to, but it turned out to be a about 8 blocks away from where we were, and at that point we were all tired and ready for food (poor Braden was sick with a cold, and we did a lot of walking that day), so we decided to go to the Two Parrots instead, which was right there. Our waitress wasn't the most attentive, as another girl had called in sick and she was covering, but oh well. The restaurant had a bit of a jungle theme going, and these really pretty dragonfly shaped lights in the windows (kind of like those strings of chili pepper lights? but white, light Christmas twinkle lights). The meal ended with an epic fry fight, mainly between Kailey & Phil, although we were all caught in the crossfire at some point. Then back out into the rain (lesser at this point), back to the SkyTrain.
Bit of excitement/drama at the station where we transferred lines ... the stations are all open, with an honour system of payment, so you can leave them and reenter if needed. We we taking a break to stop at a drug store near the station on the way home, and the guys insisted on accompanying us, as apparently it wasn't the greatest place to be alone at night. In any case, Kailey, Braden & I were a bit behind Phil & Chris, and didn't hear/see anything, until we got up to the street and saw Chris running away across it, towards a crowd of people. A guy on a bicycle had just been hit by a van, and was lying in the street. Emergency crews showed up pretty quickly, and it seems like the guy was lucky, in that only his leg was broken. Still, kind of scary.
So ends another fun filled, busy day - we left the house at noon, and returned home at 10pm. While I'm adjusted to the time change, I'm still splitting it in my mind ... realizing what time it is back in Ontario throughout the day, and how different it is from where I am. The whole time/space displacement thing is weird, and I still have trouble wrapping my head around it sometimes. On our first day in Vancouver, while taking the bus from the airport into downtown, my mind wandered and rambled around the idea of time as something rather theoretical and arbitrary. Perhaps it was only the jet lag talking (or a glimpse of future jet lag induced delusions to come!).
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