I couldn't think of a title.

I was just thinking about the night some of the eteamers went to Stanley Park after the crepe's. I had never been to Stanley Park at night. Even after living here so long. I quite clearly recall the way the lights of all the buildings reflected across the harbor. It was incredible. I don't really know why, as but I sat on the edge of the sea wall just staring out at it all. then everybody began to run back to the van, and it had to be one of the most, not sad, but kind of wearying moments that I have ever felt. Anybody else know that feeling? Like when you are jerked from a deep sleep back into reality. I took one more glance, then hopped up and did a flying TU over a bench. It helped a little. But I haven't been back there since then, and I really felt like seeing it again, so I found some pictures....... none of the night, but they will have to do. here.






Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh/....