White Rock beach and Granville island
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On Wednesday I awoke on the living room floor of S's apartment, being stared down by her dog Kairos. Evidently I had been elected by the doggie populus of the apartment to take said populus out for a walk. I duly did so and soon after we hit the road for White rock beach, just south of Vancouver. It was a bit of an interesting route we took, but eventually the hills gave way to a huge expanse of sand and water. S's folks J and M drove us down and I joined them for lunch (thanks J, you didn't have to treat me but its much appreciated!). After lunch we went for a dip in the sea, My first time actually swimming in the pacific! It was cold and salty and not that dissimilar from the Atlantic! We swam out to a buoy and fought our way through the seaweed both ways.
Thursday was a 'utility day' where I caught up on laundry and blog writing, but we had a great BBQ in the evening to say farewell to S's folks (they were departing back to Ontario the following day) and for some of S's friends to meet them before they left.
The weekend was where things got interesting, Friday we went for a huge hike up the Lynn valley. Kairos lead the way through dense forest, over rocks and under fallen trees. We somehow took an interesting turning and conveniently ended up at an ice cream shop. How that happened I'll never know. S demonstrated her Jedi like reflexes: her ice cream slid off her cone and before it even reached the table top, she caught it and put it back on the cone in one swift movement. I continued to munch my ice cream in awe, knowing full well that if my ice cream slid off it would stay that way.
Later that evening we headed into Vancouver, to Stanley park for a free outdoor gig to celebrate the city's 125 year anniversary. We arrived just as 'Mother Mother' was starting up, they belted out some great tunes to a packed and lively audience. There were light shows projected on the surrounding trees and at one point giant inflated balls floated and bounced around the crowd, changing colour when struck.
O n Saturday we visited Granville island, this is a bit like Quincy market in Boston, very arty, lots of boutique-y shops surrounded by marina and quay side areas. One large building houses the indoor market, with stalls offering everything from fresh produce to carved wooden sculptures. I found a stall selling Tamarinds and picked some up for the others to try. I like Tamarinds after my friend J introduced them to me back in Oakville.
We walked on to find the starting point of a local 10k charity run: the underwear affair. Raising money for cancers bellow the waist. Some of S's friend were running, so we cheered them on from the side of the road. Hoades of scantily clad people rushed past, and quite a few were wearing fancy dress. S's friends were part of a group who managed to raise $19,000 dollars! They got VIP status at the event and as a consequence we got free tickets to the after party!