University of British Columbia

The university is just one bus ride from my sister's town house. I noticed there was a window in the ceiling of my sister's townhouse. She said that was to let in as much light as possible since most days are cloudy with drizzle. My sister gave me my own room which I thought was very nice because each night I was there, I had some down time and could read my Harry Potter book or do som praying that I would normally do at home as part of my routine.
My nephew is thinking of attending UBC for engineering. He will live at home and commute. My sister and I felt it would be neat to check out the university. There are enormous homes that surround the university and they are right near the ocean; probably doctors and lawyers live here. The lanscaping is truely amazing but we couldn't see the ocean from this view point.
We went to the main centre of the university and found a lot of restaurants and students were working on laptops. A student's art was on display which we thought was intriging because the artist took thousands of pictures of a city and arranged them in a way like a puzzled after he did all his photo's. One he completed one photo, he would cut the photo into little rectangulars peices and paste them together to be presentedd in a lanscape of the city. Lord knows how long this would take. It was such labourus work. But we found it interesting and my sister talked to the artist for a while. He was taking art history as well as taking photographs for his art. I always felt I had no fee time after my subjects in university but I find that the more you have to do, the more time you make for extrcurricular activities.
Another nephew attends the University of Geulph and he finds time to ride his bike to Guelph lake and run marathons. These young adults are just full of energy.
As we were taking the bus back, it became more and more packed as we got into the city. My sister had to stand all the way home which was a half an hour ride. Night was closing in on us and we saw inside retail stores and looked at the items that they were selling. My sister said her son shopped here and would come home with his friends on a visit. I think I was counting the Starbucks as we passed by. It is a coffee city.