The plan was to head into the city on Saturday...
if the weather would co-operate.
In the end we decided to ignore the weather and went despite the rain.
My brother Bill had not done any sightseeing in Vancouver since Expo 86...
and his family had never toured the city.
We rode the Skytrain from Surrey to the waterfront...
...and by the time we arrived the rain had let up.
We walked the deck at Canada Place...
...where Jessica and Andrew posed for some good all-Canadian souvenir pictures.
From there it was off to Gastown...
with its old-fashioned steam clock
...and a statue of Gassy Jack after whom the area was named.
The skinny building on a triangular lot is an historic landmark.
Called Hotel Europe...
it was built in 1908.
We had lunch at the Old Spaghetti Factory...
the first of the chain to open in Canada...
right at this location in 1970.
On the street nearby...
we took in a free outdoor bag-pipe concert.
I'm sure it had a lot to do with St. Patrick's Day.
From there...
we strolled to China Town...
a popular tourist destination.
We could have been back in China...
judging by the merchandise for sale and the language spoken.
But then again...
the streets looked rather deserted compared to those of Shanghai.
Maybe going to the city on a damp and dreary day was a good idea!
Most people chose to stay at home.
When the skies cleared just a little...
we decided to ride the sea bus across the harbour before leaving the city.
It was a good way to see the skyscape of Vancouver.
In the evening we all met up at my sister's for a BBQ...
cousins, uncles, aunts...
and anyone else connected to the clan.
My grandgirlies found spots at the table right next to Andrew...
my nephew from Iowa.
They took a liking to him!
Maggie plans to marry him one day...
so she confided to her mommy.
Family reunions are where cousins and second cousins become friends...
...and older cousins watch out for wee ones.
Thanks, Emme!
And the teeniest one of the clan...
gets passed from lap to lap!
My niece, Lauren had a wee baby boy two weeks ago.
We ended the weekend...
with a baby shower for little Lennon Joseph.
And that was the 'weekend that was'....
of family getting together...
in the city and the country...
around one table or another.
It was all good!