and passed to and then under the Lions Gate Bridge.
we could see more of the city. Surprizingly we ended up docking right in the center of town. The photo below shows the Zaandam at its berth later in the day. I presume it departed for Alaska that evening with a new group of travelers aboard.
Because we were not to leave for Chicago until Monday, we booked a Holland-America tour of Vancouver. They put our baggage on the tour coach and at the end took us right to the airport where some of our folks caught a late flight out and where we caught a free shuttle to our motel for the night.
The Vancouver tour took us first through several downtown streets.
Then it was on to Chinatown.
Stanley Park has a gorgeous seaside path for cycling, jogging, and just plain walking with family and friends.
It was there, for a moment, we thought we had been mistakenly teleported to Copenhagen.
Finally we were deposited at the gates of the Capilano Suspension Bridge park.
The bridge, first built in 1889, was crowded, wobbly, and frankly pretty scary.
It was a long way down to the Capilano River.
More intriguing to us and a lot steadier, even though still way up there in the trees, was the so called Treetops Adventure.
The park also had quite a collection of Totem Poles.
And a large collection of silly people to stand in front of them
On the way to the airport we drove back over the Lion's Gate Bridge and I was able to snap one final shot of Vancouver.
The following morning we shuttled back to the airport and were shortly on our back to Chicago where our car was waiting at the Four Points Sheraton. We were back in Monmouth by early evening.
It's always great when a plan comes together and this one did. We were happy to be home, but also exhilerated by two weeks in the presence of arguably some of the most spectacular scenery in the world. Thanks to our Road Scholar companions and programs, we also learned a great deal about the fauna, flora, and cultures of the north.