My sister and I set off for an eight kilometre walk by the ocean in Stanley Park. She said she had walked it before but wanted to again. By the time we were finished, she said that she would walk it counter-clockwise next time. I didn't have my walking shoes on but my boots were pretty comfortable. As we walked each kilometre, the number of kilometres were displayed on rocks. We were getting pretty hungry and tired and we had already eaten our packed apples. So, we spotted a restaurant called the Tea Room. It was very elegant and we both ordered fish and chips. A birthday party was being celebrated at the next table. A gentlemen had a big birthday present cradled on his lap. They were drinking wine and seemed to be enjoying themselves.
The service was excellent and the fish was fresh. I would say it was an upper class restaurant and it was an honour to eat there. Most people were drinking wine but I thought I would save money by not ordering wine. Besides, we usually had it at night and to my surprise, my sister insisted on getting the bill. A we were leaving, we picked up our coats at the coat room and to my surprise, a fellow, who looked like the owner of the restaurant, helped us in to our coats. I've never experience this service before. Our coats were soaking because we experienced rain and drizzle on our walk.
We came across some rocks and I decided to take two for Nella, a souvenir for her from Vancouver. I picked the prettiest two rocks I could find and I thought she would like them. As it turned out she did and named them after my sister and my brother-in-law. Nella has a thing for rocks and it seems that everybody bugs her for collecting rocks except me. Her dad says, "you've got rocks in your head." I thought that was so mean. I collect stuffed animals; mainly frogs and some could classify that as ridiculous but when it comes to frogs, I get obsessive. When the frogs happens to be Kermit, I do flip flops in my stomach. I noticed that there was a car ride for the little children at the Aquarium and who would be in it? No other that baby Kermit the Frog. I hardly said anything to my sister. I didn't want to sound child like but I wished that I was that young again to riding beside my best friend.
There were several beaches on the sea wall but someone said the water is not clean enough to swim in; not that I would go swimming in the middle of November but I would consider it if it was the summer. There must be places to go swimming in northern British Columbia. It was nice to be able to see the ocean. I've only seen the ocean once before and it was the Atlantic.
Saturday, December 05, 2009
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I think I remember seeing the Kermit ride at the Aquarium! That is a good place to go to see children and to be reminded of what life was like in those days. The Teahouse restaurant will always be a good memory too. Patti
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