The solution to all boredom

As with so many things while traveling, anything can happen, luckily rather than being struck in the eye by a flying raccoon pony, I met a cool German guy called Kai who now lives in my room with me. We chatted for a while, and decided, the best course of action for everyone involved was to go to a pub and obtain us a few beers. So we asked at reception and found a cool pub on Granville St, which looked suitably pub-like for both of us. The ice hockey was on, Vancouver Canucks vs Colorado. or something similar, good fun watching the players randomly decide to beat each other up for no apparent reason. All the people watching in the pub only became actively excited when this occurred.

We had 2 pints of some generic Canadian beer that the lady served us, as we were unsure what to get. While sliding back to the hostel, we stopped in a pizza place and in a strange twist of fate, got some pizza. Twas pretty good. I read loads more of my Dice Man book as well, excellent stuff. Tomorrow we plan to tackle the Calipano Suspension Bridge.

Kai's been traveling for past 4 months, Oz -> New Zealand -> Hawaii. Apparently on the greyhound in Oz they lost his bag and it was never found! He just had to rebuy all his clothes again, luckily his important stuff was safe in his hand luggage. Scary.

I need robotic feet

and knees. After Prospect Point I carried on walking all around crazy locations, and mostly in circles trying to find the famous totem poles. After hitting the coast, realising how badly I'd been going in circles (next time get a map) and seeing the statue of a girl in a bathing suit, which symbolises how Vancouver relies on the sea, I finally made it to the totem poles. Which were jolly good. I then carried on walking coastward until I got to Georgia St, and had a conversation with a lady about how annoying it was that on all the public maps some fools I had scratched off the area around "You Are Here", so your exact location became slightly mysterious.

No matter though, and trundled along to Robson St, which turns out is the main city shopping area, or according to a book in a big book shop. There's even a very big HMV there, though my internet sources told me it was a Virgin. I wandered back, via a 7-11 to get some instant noodles and green beans.

Now spent the past 50 minutes typing up blogs and putting up photos (the colourful pretty things). I'd like to warn you that I have far more photos, some which are probably better than the ones I've put up, but they illustrate vaguely what I've been up to. Be happy, and don't expect this to occur frequently.

*collapses*

Well I've just walked miles and miles, all over Stanley park. Got up a bit late, and missed the free breakfast. Luckily I had a large can of chicken, veg and rice soup, which I made under the scornful glare of some random woman. I decided that because the crazy weather people had lied and it wasn't raining again, I'd walk along sunset beach and all along the coast.

The woods/park are amazing, beautifully green, and I saw the huge green bridge across the bay (Lions Gate Bridge). After heading inland, I spent hours walking around the lush forest, with no one around. Streams trickling all around me, beautiful. I eventually found my way to Beaver Lake, where I played with some crazy black squirrels, that then began hunting me velociraptor style. I swiftly made my getaway, following a sign to hollow tree. Though I had to cross snow and swamp to reach it. It was indeed hollow. After walking for ages, I finally made it to Prospect Point, by which point (haw haw) I was weak from hunger.

Got served by an awesome waiter, and I had a HUGE Stanley Park Double Decker, 2 huge burgers, loads of Canadian bacon, lettuce, onion, tomato, gerkin and with a huge pile of delicious home made chips. I also had a large diet coke, and an AMAZING walnut and maple syrup topped Ice Cream. Was chatting to waiter about traveling and in the end he only charged me for the burger! I was so happy I left a note and a generous tip.