We had a really nice day in White Rock yesterday. It took us over an hour to get there by public transit but once we were there it felt like we were on a mini vacation. It was warm and sunny and quiet and so nice. It didn’t feel like we were in Vancouver at all.
We read our Kindles in the shade, waded around in the water, listened to live music, ate fries and drank cider, and just relaxed. It was a really good day.
Occasionally the train rolls through White Rock.
Me in the pub.