
Speaking of weather, Vancouver still has fine weather in mid September. The sunshine adds much warmth to us when we reached Steveston, the historic fishing village at the south-west corner of Richmond.
Walking on the wooden platform at the pier and seeing fishing boats around us could bring us a feeling of a fishing village. There were strong breezes of wind at the time of our arrival. The flags of British Columbia were flying high.
Sherrien was my student at CCSC, my daughter’s classmate at U and Philip’s classmate at Regent. She came along with us too. Abby followed this little auntie’s footsteps at the pier.
Philip bought us some fish and chips, clam cakes and soft-drinks from “Pajo’s”, a famous floating fast food shop with people lining up at its counter. Grandma and Abby were sitting at a table before Pajo’s. Abby held her hands on the railings and grandma held her tightly from behind, fearing that Abby would fell into the water below.
We were lucky to find an empty table for seven of us. It was interesting to see some circular holes drilled into the table. Later we learned that they were holding the cone-shaped paper holders for food. Fish and chips were good to taste, but the quantity is a bit small, not enough for me and Philip.
Having half-fed up, we walked about the shore where restaurants, cafes and eateries were crowded with people. A slanting walkway brought us to a leveled long parking platform for fishing boats. The fishing boats here displayed their catches of prawns, fish and other sea-food for sale. Philip and I took quite a number of photos here.
Back to shore, I went into a shop selling souvenirs. I did not miss the chance of buying a 3-D pictorial map of Vancouver and some small souvenir magnets home.
Connie and Philip bought Abby a cone of Italian ice-cream called Gelato. While Abby was enjoyed licking at the cone, I strolled about the few streets at the village. I chanced to see the Museum (a singled wooden house). I did not go into it because I believe it was too small to house anything interesting.
I turned towards the west to find the Gulf of Georgia Cannery. I just took its photo and that of the statues before it from outside. I did not intend to go inside because my family members did not know where I went and they might be waiting for me. I rushed to take some other photos of the shops, houses and buildings to get a better picture of the village. Finally I returned to find that Abby had not yet finished her cone and she was so generous to give me a bite at it.
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