So after the hockey, it would be fair to say that I was a little delicate. Lois is not dissimilar to Pauline in some ways, and the heating was up quite high. So I resorted to my Canberra trick of leaving the door shut and the window wide open. Hangovers are unbearable in a heated house. A couple of glasses of water were required for breakfast.
Cheryl had an appointment in the morning, so Brett and I went for a walk around the suburban enclave, 'Eden Shaw'. The crunch of snow underfoot is still a triviality that I enjoy. The brisk Canadian air did not entirely rid me of my state, but that would be a lot to ask. When we got back, Glen recommended a Ham Dog. A hamburger and hot dog combined. If that didn't work, nothing would. It was hard going at first, but the magic happened in the end.
It is quite a shift to go from Aussie daylight savings to the short days of Vancouver. We headed out to utilise what was left of the day. Today, we headed to Stanley Park:
The mission I set: to see a squirrel. Well, that was accomplished pretty easily. Very, very cute little things. But they sort of look like rats. I asked Brett, he confirmed that they are actually rodents. Still, very cute. Further around the path we got to see some raccoons up close and personal. Brett warned me that raccoons are not always friendly, but this collective was photogenic enough.
By the end of this nature trip, I was getting pretty cold and it was getting pretty dark. The previous night, Michelle had mentioned that they went along to the Granville Island Markets. It sounded like a great idea. So that was our next destination. It was a pretty typical market with many European style antipasti. There were some highlights though, of course. I was amazed at the size of the crab legs. Each leg was about a metre long! Apparently they are from King crabs that are trapped up north. Very impressive.
We also tried some 'Indian Candy'. Now I know this sounds weird, but it was actually very tasty. What they do is take a lovely fresh fillet of Atlantic salmon. It is cut into strips and smoked. Then it is marinated in maple syrup and cured further. It was a strange flavour combination, but it worked really well.
The last highlight of the markets was the cello busker. He was quite talented and had a very suitable repertoire for solo cello. Then I heard one of my favourite pieces, 'Cello Suite #1 in G' by J.S. Bach. Just magic, really.
After that, we headed to the Backstage Bar to sample some of the local beer. It was just a quiet pint (which I concede is very rare). Then home for some salmon for dinner and an early night. We all had stuff to do on Tuesday.
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