My first camping trip in a few years.
Bill, Dianne, Pasquale and Veronica in their freshly painted Boler.
I had the sleep of my life in my tent.
Brenda and family preferred to stay the night at The Alpine Motel in heated comfort.
The dictionary definition of flaneur is loafer or vagabond. I ascribe to the notion of flaneur as a wanderer and observer. Long walks on the beach are not for me, however, if the invitation is an evening stroll over the Burrard Bridge to downtown Vancouver, then I'm in. I find my flaneur site makes me question the changes that are constantly evolving the landscape of Vancouver.
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Sunday, July 4, 2010
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