Tuesday in Vancouver

The Tuesday of the trip was our own last full day in Vancouver, and truly?  It could not have been more low-key.  I did some walking of my own, then Conrad, Courtney, and Robert all joined me for a stroll.  Yes, that means a few more waterfront photos.  It's a theme, I know.

Courtney and Robert did have enough time before heading to the airport for the five of us (Van was awake by then) to have brunch in the hotel restaurant.  Eggs Benedict for me, and they were fine. 

It was a nice send-off for Courtney and Robert, who made it home smoothly and safely and have, since then, moved from Colorado to Austin, TX.  Expect to see TX blog entries one day, I would suggest.

That left an easy day for the three of us, and we took full advantage by... doing next to nothing.  Napping, reading.  Not much more.  And that was so welcome.  Imagine that:  down time on a vacation.  How novel!

Our evening plan was easy as well:  hop the Canada Line and head to Yaletown to meet my younger brother Mark and his girlfriend Linda for dinner at Provence Marinaside. 

A long time since we last dined there, and also a long time since I last saw Mark and Linda.  I think it may have been a lunch, along with our brother Carlos, in 2022?  That sounds like so long ago, and it was.  I don't have a challenging relationship with that side of the family (I don't think I do, at least), but I also don't stay in touch nearly as well as I should.  Mark and Linda shared some family gossip (our brother Nigel moved to Bolivia?!?!?!), and we otherwise had a tasty meal with oysters

and then halibut for me,

Last Words to start, a nice BC red to share, and a cocktail called the Robert Frost for me

with the clafoutis we shared for dessert.

And that was Tuesday.  A simple, easy day.  I've really come to love my vacations being like that.