Thursday we drove up Mountain Highway to look for our old house. It was gone, of course; it was old 71 years ago when I stood alone in our kitchen, watching a curious bear trying to open our back door! Our block is still just two blocks from the very top of the street. Then we drove the few blocks over to Lynn Canyon and walked down to the suspension bridge, which has been carrying park-goers across the canyon for 104 years. Finally we drove down to Lonsdale Quay for dinner, then we took the SeaBus across the water to Canada Place downtown.
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