Wednesday, 7 August 2013

Lynn Canyon

Okay, on with the weekend...

So on Saturday morning Matthew and Jane and I went for vegetarian breakfast at Heirloom. For them, it meant omg!frenchtoastwithappleANDCHEDDAR and omg!quinoapancakes!!abitweird but for me, it meant avocado on toast, which is what I would have made at home anyway. I think breakfast out is wasted on me.

Afterwards, we went to Lynn Canyon. Now, Matthew and I have been to the Capilano Suspension Bridge a couple of times, but it costs an arm and a leg. The attraction of Lynn Canyon Suspension Bridge for us was two-fold: we had never been there and it is free.

We were pleasantly surprised to find that it is so much more than a suspension bridge! After the bridge, which looks down over a waterfall, there is a gorgeous walk down on the riverbed to a magical (and perilous) natural swimming hole, and then back up a million stairs through the forest. It was quiet and lovely.










We spent a good two hours there. After Lynn Canyon, we drove to Deep Cove for late lunch by the water. We decided, against our better judgement, to order maple-flavoured drinks (one coffee, one spiked coffee, and one cocktail). Kind of a let down, kids.


We got home after a long day of sploring, and headed to West 4th Avenue to meet Jane's cousin Dave from New South Wales, who works at a Mexican place. While waiting for Dave to get off work, we met some new friends ardis and Rob (from Melbourne, but also from Calgary, and Buffalo, and more recently North Carolina! gosh they get around!). We went to a wine bar around the corner, then back to the Mexican place, and then onward marched to Vanier Park to watch the fireworks.


This was the view before the fireworks, over English Bay. The evening was profoundly, predictably, beautiful.

Now, as you will have noticed so far, this post has been a bit low on photos. There are some pictures of the fireworks, but meh, you all know what they look like. Also, and I hesitate to say this, but the actual fireworks were not that spectacular. And the first thing that any firework should be is spectacular, don't you think?

Anyway, we sat in Vanier Park, all in a row: Dave, Matthew, me, Jane, Rob and ardis, and watched the sun go down. That was spectacular enough.

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