We are determined to fit as much into these last few hours as possible. We ate a delicious meal on one of the dozens of outdoor patio restaurants that are just around the corner from Trish and Dan’s apartment. We strolled along and read one menu after another—they are all posted outside—and finally picked one. It was perfect sitting outside and watching the world pass by. A homeless person stopped on the sidewalk at our table and tried to sell us a beautiful bright posy of flowers. I’m not sure where he would have gotten them- big pink Gerber daisies etc.—quite a startling contrast between the vender and the product. I ordered my first fancy drink, a Bellini.
The weather in Vancouver is perfect. No humidity, just a nice temperature for being outdoors and a light breeze. They say they got forty straight days of rain in the winter. But it wasn’t forty days of snow, so how bad can it be! Still, some people say they get a tad depressed during that season.
One more interesting anecdote about today. Larry’s friend, Gerry, had a nice compliment about Larry’s Dad. Larry’s father was Gerry’s coach in Little League, but Gerry’s brother had a different coach. Neither of the brothers were good at baseball. Gerry recalled that Larry’s dad always made sure that Gerry and EVERY player on the team got to play every game. Gerry’s brother, on another team, almost never got to play. Gerry said he has always appreciated that about Larry’s father.