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Day trip to Victoria (photos)

As it was too windy to go camping with Bob on Friday, I had been thinking about making a trip to Victoria. Apparently the most English place in Canada, The Rough Guide to Canada quotes Rudyard Kipling “Brighton Pavilion with the Himalayas for a backdrop“. It’s situated on the South tip of Vancouver Island, West of Vancouver, and was originally proposed to be the West terminus of the Canadian Pacific Railway but never came to be (perhaps because of deep Georgia Strait it would have to cross) and so Vancouver took over with growth and industrial development (source: Rough Guide to Canada). Victoria is however the capital of British Columbia and also a top holiday destination. With the length of the trip required, and the ferry crossing, it could perhaps be compared to me taking a trip from South England to France.

Friday night I stayed up late, which is probably the only way for me to be awake at 6am. Bob had been awake about an hour before but then seemed to be asleep. I thought he might join Sam, Amanda, and any other 5th floor girls that were also going. I took 296 photos, the most I’ve taken in a day during my time in Canada. I was using photos as notes for adding details to OpenStreetMap. I’ve cut that down to the 56 photos which tell the story in their captions, but first a summary of the day.

I got the number 25 bus about 7am. Half an hour later I was at King George Sky Train station, and at 7:45 changed at Bridgeport onto the 620 bus, reaching Tsawwassen Ferry Terminal at 8:24am. I was next to the ‘49th parrallel’ border with the USA all for free with my UPass travel card which I have as a UBC student. I set off on the 9am ferry as planned, it’s important to account for the queue as foot passengers can’t make reservations. 10:46 we got of the ferry, with the 11 o’clock bus waiting for us and a long line of people wanting to get on. I little bit of napping and almost an hour later, I got off the bus at 11:43am, at the start of Victoria’s downtown area. Total time to get from UBC to Victoria: 4 hours 45 minutes. Wow, that was a long time but the excitment of the trip and smooth changes didn’t make it seem like half a day.

The wind had cancelled some ferries last night, but as we set off the captain said it looked like a nice day ahead. I saw some sun breaking the clouds, and hoped it might be cutting the corner of my route and heading to meet me in Victoria. I mainly just walked around the town. I was a bit too relaxed about sorting out my bill at dinner, and missed my bus to the ferry by 5 minutes so caught a slower one 15 minutes later. However, I knew the last ferry was at 9pm, two hours later than I had planned. I waited at the ferry terminal for an hour and half, but made friends with two guys from New Westminster who had spent the week on holiday in Victoria and Duncan.

Here are my photos, with captions. Followed by the cost of the day.

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I thought it would be good to keep a detailed account of how much the day trip cost, with tax included. My McDonalds breakfast cost $4.91. The ferry was $13.70 each way (bus to and from Vancouver was included in my annual UPass). The bus from Swartz Bay to Victoria was $2.50 each way (make sure you have correct change each way to drop in the machine). It was too windy for me to buy a packed lunch the day before, so after looking for a supermarket for a while I got lunch at a 7/11 store for $5.11 followed by a Vanilla Mango and Tiramisu ice cream cone for $7.50. Entry to the Maritime Museum was $9.50. I spent a little more than planned for dinner and a beer, being $18 at the Canoe Brew Pub & Restaurant. The total for the day being $77.22 (approximatly £50.32). If you exclude eating because I normally do that in a day (the ice cream = an evening night snack) then it’s $41.90 (~£27.30). The real spender is the ferry trip, but that does make it really exciting.

I never bumped into Amanda, Sam, or Bob, and later found out they didn’t go because it was predicted to rain. It didn’t rain until I was on the bus to get the last ferry, and I was too sleepy to notice at that point. I’d like to make an overnight weekend trip to Seattle (actually across the border!) before I fly home, I’m running out of weekends though.

School Memories

People at university talk a lot about their experiencees at school. It’s hard to be part of conversations when I don’t know what school level they’re talking about. In simple UK school year – 1 = Canadian/USA grade. When I noted down the school names for years/grades, it turned out to be even more confusing. So I made a table and added it to my conversion page for everyone to understand. This is also helpful as I’m so old I forget how old kids are when they say their school year or the other way around.

6th form is when you do your A-levels. I did three (double ICT and Business) but it seems you need at least 5 to get into university now. 6th Form (also called College) is frequently part of your Secondary School but it’s smaller as you don’t have to go to school after 16. In my borough(area) none of the state schools had 6th forms and there was one college of about 5,000 students. Some of my peers went to a private 6th form college or to 6th forms of schools in neighbouring boroughs. It’s common to switch school then, but it’s still free untill your 19+.

In the last two years of Secondary School you choose some subjects (e.g. which language to do, which creative art, etc.) but you have a full timetable still and mandatory classes like Science, English, Maths. The classes you pick have coursework and big end of year exams that form your GCSE grade, required for getting into the 6th form college of your choice.

Junior and Nursery School are often combined as one school to be a Primary School (maybe with seperate playgrounds). My schools were only a block and half away (with my house half way beetween). Here all your subject lessons are with the same teacher and class. Except in Junior School, English and Maths lessons have the year (3 classes) rearranged to be grouped by ability. Most of my memories of Junior and Nursery School took place in the playground anyway.

Let me know if you think I’ve got anything wrong, especially on the Canadian side. I’m not including the very few messed up English towns that go by a US-style system, or Scotland which becomes out of sync by GCSE(Secondary) & A-level(6th Form) levels.

Thankful for too much to blog about

UBC Engineering Cairn as a turkeyHappy Thanksgiving Weekend to you! Just to confuse you Canadian thanksgiving is a different date to America, it’s the 2nd Monday in October which is a public holiday. Thanksgiving is totally foreign to me so I had little idea what would take place. The 3 day weekend prompted most people to go home or to relatives, making my residence very quiet. Those that were left managed to make just as much noise on Friday/Saturday and drink lots to keep the can collection growing.

On Sunday morning I went to church. It was announced that someone couldn’t make it at the last moment so I don’t know if that spurred a change of plan or if the service was different due to thanksgiving. It started with worship and the lead pastor on guitar. Then we had communion together which is a weekly occurance in the Canadian churches I’ve been to (it’s not so frequent in the UK) by dipping the bread in the wine (rather than taking a sip of wine after eating the bread). Usually next would be a sermon but instead a few large rolls of paper had been pinned to the walls with the writing “I’m thankful to God for…“. We could write or draw our responses (the children had made some interesting drawings throughout the service). There was some more worship and then the service finished.

On Sunday evening my building, Haida House, had a semi-formal dinner in the ground floor study lounge. I dug out the one collared shirt I brought here and went down. It was an enjoyable time, actually sitting down and talking to the people I live with. A resonable turn out of roughly 25 (including some from our neighbours Salish House) from the 180 or so who should be living there. After the dinner everybody was to tired to have much of a party, well after a rest the party started up just after midnight.

The mark of Haida House on the Engineering CairnSide-tracking as I do, along one of the main campus roads sits a large white cain (6ft tall) painted with a red E on all three sides, to quote wikipedia “exists not because it was installed in accordance with UBC’s planning and building process, but because the engineering students simply put it there.“. It is commonly the target of repainting by other faculty’s students to have their letter and colour. On Thanksgiving Sunday night the Haida pranksters were out and painted it fully in our colour of the night, then super glued on coloured featers and a beak to turn the cairn into a turkey.

I made full use of the Monday off and slept in to 1:30pm. In the evening (5pm because they eat so early here) I walked over to Acadia Park, the family houses on the other side of campus. A couple even newer to Point Grey Communtiy Church had invited me to dinner with them and their extended family. In so long I haven’t been in a family house where you can take a second helping without swiping your dinner card, and kids run around fighting and tickling each other.

It’s been a busy weekend and I’m sure to have missed out some blog-worthy stories, but now I need another sleep until my 12:30pm class Tuesday class.