Nanaimo to Vancouver to San Francisco.

Vancouver Island. The gift that keeps on giving...

We got up super early to catch the (reserved) ferry from Nanaimo to Tsawawen on the mainland. Unfortunately,  due to a 'police incident' and subsequent investigation, ferries from Nanaimo were grounded indefinitely and the lady advised us to drive to Swartz Bay,  an hour away,  to try our luck there. We haired it down the west of the island and arrived in time for the eight o clock ferry,  which left at 10am. We arrived in Vancouver and it was a mad dash of:

Petrol

Drop hire car off

Get to accomodation

Drop stuff at room

Take Uber to baseball game. 

We arrived an hour in to the game,  which doesn't really matter with baseball (apologies to any fans). 

Canada doesn't have the same baseball history which the states has,  so the game was much smaller and more informal than the one I had seen with NN1 four years ago. It was much more fun. NN2 did not really agree, he wanted to see the top teams.

We stayed in the South West of the city for one night. The next day we left our bags and went to return a top NN2 had bought the previous week,  but which was faulty. 

That done,  we ate and went for a walk along the waterfront.

it was fun and interesting. We speculated on the houseboats. Watched the harbour (sea) planes coming in to land. Spotted an actual floating petrol station in the middle of the bay. Saw some tourist boats going out. Watched people on bikes. Looked at the super yachts.

Then we headed back to get our stuff and go to the airport to catch a flight to San Francisco. This was delayed and we didn't arrive until the wee small hours.

Luckily,  they were expecting us (praise be for booking apps).

So today,  I got up and had breakfast - all included here. Yay. 

Then I put my cozzie on and laid by the pool. My first lazy day in three weeks. 

Oh,  and I caught up on the blog. 

Flying home tomorrow (late evening/early Tues) so home by Wed.