We pulled in to Vancouver at 7 am. We had been given a location to wait until we were called to disembark. The process took long enough that Bryan fell asleep.
Our flight didn't leave until 6:30 pm so our bags were transported to the airport while we went sightseeing in Vancouver. We rode a sightseeing bus around town until it got to Granville Island. We got off and took two ferry rides on the smallest ferry I have ever seen. Bryan wanted to see the Maritime Museum and I just wanted to be with Bryan! The Maritime Museum seemed to be mostly about the search for a Northwest Passage.
We returned to Granville Island and watched a young man juggle fire. We got back on the bus and rode it to Gastown. We sat in the sun and enjoyed the day. Then we took the train to the airport. We were impressed with the courteousness of Vancouverites and wondered if we could retire to Canada.
Our bags were waiting for us at the airport. We got to go through US customs in Vancouver. We got seats in the bulkhead. Our plane left 15 minutes early and arrived 30 minutes early. Our bags were on the carousel by the time we got to baggage claim. Our parking shuttle arrived as soon as we got to the curb. Sometimes life does work.
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