This will be the first of my posts on this trip to Vancouver which will try to explore different aspects and angles of this beautiful Canadian West coast city.
What is it about getting away on a trip that gives you a feeling of release from your everyday world, even when that everyday world is retirement?
This time, the kids would be out of town and we would be “house-sitting” (free-loading) in their place for 12 nights. As always, we were all packed up and ready to go, well before flight time. No point sitting around trying not to mess up a clean house. We called neighbour René and told him we were ready to go. That is one of the many good thing about being retired and living close to the airport. Willing neighbours are available for shuttle duty, knowing full well they can count on us for the same service at any time.
Checked in and through security, we headed for lunch near our gate and enjoyed being relaxed now that we were in the airport. Relaxed about everything, that is, except carry-on luggage space. We had cheaped out on our Air Canada flight and our boarding card said Zone 6. Searching the website, I could find no reference to Zone 6 anywhere and thought, maybe we were flying baggage class.
As we sat awaiting the boarding call, they announced that due to it being a full flight, carry-on baggage room would be tight. Oh, great! But, then they sought out volunteers to check a bag at no cost. We were up for that.
Zone 1 was called… Zone 2 was called… passenger requiring assistance were called… Zone 3… Zone 4… and Zone 5. You get the picture. We sat waiting for our turn, until at long last, Zone 6 was called. Wait, were the gate agents judging us for being cheap? Who cares? We were among the last ones onto the plane and before we knew it we were airborne. That wasn’t so bad after all.
The day was hazy and the view from the window was not that great, but I managed to capture photos of Washington’s Mount Baker…
…and these barges on the Fraser River…
…as well as the feature photo of UBC on Point Grey.
We arrived at YVR early, collected our bags and were on the Skytrain downtown by 3:15. Being cheap was not so bad, after all.