So.... I've been a fairly busy boy lately. Allowing for another Blog Entry ALREADY! I know, crazy right? Shall we begin?
On Friday, it finally stopped being overcast and raining, and the weather suddenly got really good. That day was spent reading and getting fresh and exciting books out of the Library. That afternoon I met up with Rosie on Commercial drive after a unsuccessful trip to find shirts in Value Village. We sat smoking and drinking coffee and discussing our trip for a couple of hours in the sun. After I headed home and probably did some more reading and stuff. I can't remember what I did, so I assume it was that.
On Saturday the weather continued to stay lovely. JP had the day off so I met up with him for an orange juice and chat and burger at Furniture Warehouse. A bit later Rosie met up with us, and we headed down to English Bay to sit on a log, on the beach, and generally enjoy the sun. JP had to leave to meet the misses, so me and Rosie ambled home around the harbor. Afterwards we sat in the kitchen of my place and chatted to the random people who came in and stuff. It was a relaxing way to spend a sunny day, later that day my parents got back from there trip around Vancouver Island, and that evening I went for a meal with them to the Foundation, this was as Dad wanted to return there, because he enjoyed the Curry he had the first time there so much. I had a lime and papaya pasta dish, and it was really good. I would definitely have it again, I might even try and make it some time. I don't know why more savory dishes don't have fruit in to be honest. I was feeling pretty poorly that night, and so was looking forward to a nice early night.... except when I got back a load of the 796'ers (the house number of the place I live, and my new nickname for anyone who lives in the building) were going on a night out. I said I would just join them for a couple of beers in the kitchen. Three beers later and I'm on the long walk up hill to the Baltimore Cabaret. Joe acted as sherpa on the long climb up to Main and Kings way, running back to encourage the more drunk people to stay with the rest of the group, and running any essential kit between people, such the one lighter that was needed by four people at various times. When we arrived at the Baltimore we all had a cracking night. It was basically an indie disco, playing remixesd indie tracks. We all headed straght for the dance floor to bust some shapes. The night also allowed me to get to know some of the newer faces in the building, such as the Czech girl, the french guy, or the new and the German lass... I still don't know there names, but it was cracking busting some moves with the. There all the hipster, traveling hippie friends I always wanted. There was also an awful band, with some of the worst rapping EVER.
The next day I felt understandably hungover and sleep deprived, but this was more to do with my parents texting me at 8:30 in the morning... and getting in at 3ish. After several phone calls they decided they were going to Bowen Island on there last day in Vancouver. I laid in until 12ish, before hopping out of bed and heading downtown to get the bus out to horseshoe bay to meet my parents before the next ferry. The day was beautiful. The best day we've had this year in Vancouver. When I arrived I grabbed my ticket after double checking exactly which island we were going to, and we all boarded the ferry, which promply floated its merry way to Bowen island. Once we arrived we decided a walk around the lake was in order. The lake turned out to be a largeish marshy pond. But the scenery was beautiful non the less. We walked about a third of the way round, at which point I announced we should probably head back since I was still feeling a tad ill, and was worried I might collapse. So we headed back the way we came, got back to Snug Cove, popped into the only open restaurant for a coffee and some bread and Humus, which we had to eat quickly and get the coffee's to go as the ferry turned up. The sun was now starting to get low in the sky, and me and my dad went photo crazy. One sun set bus trip later and we were back downtown, and my parents decided they wanted their last meal to be at Templetons. Mushroom Burger. Flambe Bananas. Marvelous. Afterwards we swapped laptops clothes and goodbyes and I headed home and got an early night, as I was pretty darn tired. All in all, a really good weekend.
Quote Time.
"Catch the bus at Granville and Seymour."
My Dad telling me to catch some kind of inter-dimensional space bus on two streets that don't intersect.
"Hearable"
Chloe Heaths new word. Patent pending.
Vids:-
My new favorite song after our night out on Saturday:-
Jp's fine construction. I kind of leaving present I guess. Anyway, it shows some of the highlights of team family's adventures, along with some copyrighted music. Marvelous.
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