I also love it when I don’t eat dinner alone

So, after I got back to the hotel and changed into shorts I decided I would take the advice of my shuttle driver and rollerblade to the little fishing village of Steveston.

Anyhow, I went to the Chart House for dinner. I was rather underdressed but asked to be seated out on the deck so I would have a view of the fishing boats and the sunset.

There was only one other person eating outside and that was TH, a tax accountant from Colorado up here on a business trip. We talked, she asked me if I wanted to eat with her and we had a really nice conversation and dinner. By a total fluke she also had a car and was staying at the hotel across from me, so gave me a ride back here.

We’re going to make an attempt on Grouse Mountain tomorrow night which sounds like fun. Nice to have someone to play with while I’m down here. Well, at least until Friday when she flies back.