That's me in the blue
Hawaiian
shirt:
As it turns out, our friends from Vancouver,
Mark and Dorothea, were house sitting
on Vancouver Island. This was bad timing because we wanted to
stay
with them in the big smoke and take a trip to the art gallery.
But, we were able to quickly stop by and visit with them...
...and their rapidly
growing son (future CN employee?):
...and borrow the
keys to their house in Vancouver, where we stayed for the night:
...and toasted their hospitality, even in their
absence!
From there, we headed out to enjoy the art show
(Monet to Dali) and general carousing about the town.
We walked around
Robson Street, down Denman, and back along Davie street,
looking for worthy places. There were a few, but we also
found
several places that looked like they haven't even changed the decor
since
about 1981:
Eventually, we found
a place that served giant sized glasses of wine:
The
next morning, bright and early, we loaded back into the van and hit the
road! Due largely to the fact that it was a Sunday morning,
it
was probably the most painless egress I have ever made from Vancouver.
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