August 14, 2007
Nobody in Vancouver had offered to plan an event. We continued on to Vancouver by way of Maple Ridge. We had hoped to see the Assante FASD Clinic on the way but arrived after business hours. We continued on to Vancouver, arriving after dark. Vancouver had been enduring a garbage collectors' strike. I wanted to show Stanley Park at night to the boys.
Our GPS took us down Hastings Street. It was a nighmarish scene out of a Hollywood movie. Crowds of homeless standing and sitting on the sidewalks in groups, dealing drugs, sleeping, spaced out, with garbage strewn about and papers blowing around. It was also a dangerous place. The scene was stunning and left a lasting impression on David and Casey. The boys made sure the van doors were locked and wanted out of there as soon as possible.
We drove to Stanley Park and took night photos of the harbour. We then drove to Spanish Shores and slept overnight in the van in a church parking lot.
At sunrise, I drove the van to he beach and took Duchess for a walk while the boys slept. It was another beautiful day. We had lunch with an old friend and caught up on our respective lives. After lunch we drove to West Vancouver and took the ferry to Nanaimo on Vancouver Island. $100.00+.