Stanley Park And That’s It

On Sunday December 4th, we obviously went to Stanley Park. I guess it was fun. Like before, here is a bit about my journey:

OK. We started that morning by waking up early. I packed a bag just for fun, too. So did Gloria. So we went on the car for a very loooooonnnnnng time, past Science World and Roger’s Arena with a funny picture of Luongo. Then we got there, and we parked and we jumped out of the car. It was freezing, and it seemed that we were near where the bicyclists were. My dad got the parking ticket. And we just walked around looking at GIANT trees. And super-plump squirrels. And salmon creek, except there was no salmon. Then we got back on the car and went to this( I got it all mixed up, it’s not in order: sorry!)totem pole place. Totem poles are still freaky(freakish) looking. And there was a shoppe that reminds me of the longhouse we went to in grade 4. The shop part, I mean. It was pretty cool, although on the poles, there was a missing poster of a man. Oh, and near the totem poles was a river that I presume flowed to the salmon creek. And it was frozen. Me and Gloria tried to break the ice by throwing rocks. That plan failed. And then we went to a restaurant where I got a blueberry muffin for later, clam chowder(superb) with salmon hidden under it, and fish and chips. It was good. And everyone else besides for Gloria had burgers. Now that I remember, we went to this ocean/sea, and threw salt and rocks into the water, causing splashes and ripples. It was disturbingly peaceful and calm. On the other view of the body of water, I saw broken clamshells. After all that, we finally rode home.

That’s my journey. And, do you like Paradise? I’ll write soon.