A Sunny Sunday

This morning we got in the car with the intention of taking a small drive into the next town to visit a park.  Burnaby's Fraser Foreshore Park is about a fifteen-minute drive.  

Yet we didn't get down to the other end of downtown before we got stuck in traffic re-routing around a fatal accident that occurred near the Queensborough Bridge.  I had Android Auto running on the entertainment display and I kept thinking Google Maps was goofy telling me to take turns off the simplest route.  Evidently, it was aware of the road closure and just trying to keep me from getting stuck in the bottleneck of traffic avoiding the area.

The a/c was running and the change of plans wasn't really any trouble.  We didn't have to visit that park today as it was just an idea.  So, when I had the chance, I detangled ourselves from the queue and veered off to stay in our own little city of New Westminster.

I realized we hardly ever stop to look around the new municipal aquatic center.  I never remember how to pronounce the name təməsew̓txʷ which means "Sea Otter House" in the original, First-Nations language of the area.  So we drove along Sixth Street and turned into the parking lot.  Lots of people were visiting.

We only spent a short time there and continued to the granddaddy of New Westminster parklands.  Queen's Park was named in 1877 for Queen Victoria's Jubilee year of reign.  It is just up the hill from our part of the city. Lots of folks were out enjoying the near perfect summer day.

Although we travel extensively, we really do enjoy calling New Westminster, British Columbia our home.  For us, this is the 29th summer of doing so.