Was sitting around for a longer while than desired. Friend offered to pick me up to drop me off at Richmond area of Vancouver to go exploring some Japanese related landmarks, happenings, and just get to know the area better. I waited and agreed to do as he planned. A bit of context lost from how long it was till typing this blogging, just that it was a good time to explore Richmond area. My friend had his truck swapped to a new one, a beeping colourful truck, adding to our adventure’s craziness from the past days to this day, and those in the following blog postings.
Yes, it was a cloudy day allowing me to wear my red Ferrari sweater. I would constantly be poked fun about wearing my sweater, I’m just used to it as an introvert. More pockets, more things to carry around. It allowed me to carry Renge and my camera around. And some Japanese treats.
This tour guide was awesome. She knew why I was taking figure photography pictures later (I asked her and showed her my attempts) with Renge posing with the boat behind her. A few awkward moments, even noting how and why I was visiting Vancouver (from when to when) and with what to see (to eat) at a nearby park. I eventually took her advice, a few days later.
More social awkwardness as I try talking to some Asian tour guides. Lovely young girls who I feel I may have accidentally scared, or frightened in some way, shape, or form. Once again, my social anxiety rising and being out of my comfort zone. It was a nice experience seeing and learning, I however feel so out of place. Anxiety, fear of being awkward. I’m overly conscience about it, especially when I’m being jabbed and poked at (for good reasoning). It just stresses me out further. I’m constantly “on alert” needing something to loosen me up. It’s why I took the trip to simply enjoy the scenery, and that I have.
I’m constantly thinking how much I screwed up, done stuff wrong, and it just keeps adding on. It’s just not something I can stop thinking about. This is life, and not a game. I’m constantly tensed up.
And again, I’m glad I ventured where I ventured. I’m glad I took the time to read the signs, to learn how hard it was for the Chinese workers, and the harshness the Canadians, the Chinese, and Japanese had to go through. They (all three) had to put up with crazy stuff, as with myself with social anxiety.
I wish people (in Ottawa, and in general) would be friendlier knowing how to say “hello”, “goodbye”, and the various other formalities. Even if it’s fake and forced, something is better than nothing. I miss the Slovakian formalities, people at least acknowledged you existed, even if they were zombi’ing their way life in auto-pilot mode. A few folks in Ottawa however are human, they do these simple things, there needs to be more of a push to treat one another with acknowledgement and respect.
No wonder people are secluded, introverted, and reclusive. Push for more formalities. Pardon the ramble/rant, it’s just a frustration I’ve had for a long while that I forgot about. I’m glad I made note of it. I admire British Columbia for acknowledging your presence, even when I (myself) and socially awkward struggling to be human again after the harsh treatment in Ottawa from the crazy amounts of bullying, etc.
On a side-note to my caption above:
A news segment noted how the Avro Arrow replica was left sitting at Toronto Pearson Airport to be destroyed by the elements. It was left neglected, in disrepair. A commenter later (probably those handling the Avro Arrow) noted in a Youtube comment the Avro Arrow was never left in disrepair. I’m left puzzled by that comment. I don’t want to come off as snobby, nor arrogant. Conflicting information there.
Either way, Canadians need to respect their historical culture more. Cherish them.
Finally made it to Gary’s Point Park! At last! Not that it took too long, it’s both close, yet far, yet close. It was a nice scenic walk with some interesting detours. Encountered a cyclist disregarding a sign of having to dismount. They failed to dismount and walk their bike.
Tried to seek out a good placed to take more figure photography. This is a better place than any having re-realized there is a Japanese themed garden attached to this park. Excellent.
Like I’ve said a few times in my previous blog postings (Prologue, Day 1, etc) I came to Vancouver to escape Ottawa’s negativity, to visit my friend, and to most specifically admire a deeper side of Japan and its culture. Vancouver has a larger Japanese population (closer), more noteworthy, and just easier to access than in Ottawa. I live in a “city that fun forgot” being politically corrupted by faux-politics in the same way British Columbia is, just that you can easily immerse yourself into Japan’s culture in Vancouver through parks, restaurants, various mini Japanese museums, etc. Especially with all this faux-Covid and political corruption roaming around Canada I had to find an outlet to regain my sanity.
I’m well aware people shall view me as a radical, allegedly having “spicy hot takes”, and whatever. I try to be true to myself, unlike most people who try to pretend to seek clout on Twitter, social media, etc. Yes, I’ve desired followers, etc, pre-2017, just not in the way people scolded me for. My simple goal was to simply be acknowledged for being a human desiring to discuss my hobbies with others while other people propped up their faux-persona, hijacking hobbies for popularity. Even sending hate mobs at me for simply enjoying my hobbies. That’s beside the point of Kinu Park.
I simply admire Japanese culture, even when knowing its dark side. How Japanese teens are forced to be homeless, forced to suicide, sexually abused, etc. There are pros and cons to everything, even how Canadian government treated Japanese citizens as they now treat their citizens as a whole in 2020 onward in a corrupted Trudeau government. I needed my British Columbia escapism. Revenge traveling, as the media put it. People are fed up of being treated as slaves trapped in their homes, and not for the right reasons either, as social justice warriors love shaming people for.
After seeing planes taking off from a runway I bolted to try to capture various planes on camera. I speed-walked from Gary Point Park, up the coast, and towards River Dr/Terra Nova area. My friend suggestion I shouldn’t walk through the dyke trail noting how long it would take. Suggested I should take a bike to do so.
Took me just slightly under an hour to reach this point. If I hadn’t stopped to take pictures I’m willing to be 40 minutes. I timed my walk to be 57 minutes; An hour walk. I’m not doing that again, not unless I can talk to someone along the way, or have a bike to do so.
I genuinely can’t wait to start flying the Beaver aircraft in Microsoft Flight Simulator. A 40th anniversary is to release on November 11th with helicopters, various old vintage planes (Spirit of St. Louis, Beaver, DC-3, among others), including many others. I’m curious to see how these Beavers handle, sound, and behave in the Microsoft Flight Simulator. I wasn’t aware at the time I was there, I am when typing up this blog post about the 40th anniversary.
While my friend and I were planespotting an older guy came up to us (having walked from his home to this area) curious about the happenings. He walked up to us, greeted us, curious about some sort of plane happening. Maybe relating to the Lufthansa 747, or even the KLM plane. We talked (the three of us) about various things, even how I’m from Ottawa. We discussed planes in Ottawa, what sorts I spot. My memory failed me forcing me to show images instead.
SpeedBird! SPEEDBIRD! SPEEEEEDBIRD! MAKE WAY FOR THE SPEEDBIRD! As we rushed and struggled to reach the viewpoint. My friend was overly excitable, for obvious reasons. Unsure if we were listening to the ATC on the radio in the truck. This is attempt two of three.
At this point we relocated from this lower viewpoint to the actual viewpoint we should have gone to. It was over-populated with other cars which forced us to this lower point. Below images are from the viewpoint we should have claimed for ourselves earlier.
After this, struggled to find a good Chinese restaurant for take-out. For both Vancouver & Richmond being both Chinese heavy, it sure is damn difficult trying to order takeout, especially with a debit card (no cash) in this city. We eventually found one, ‘Sing Yee Chinese Restaurant’. That was the only place that would welcome us, especially when being insanely busy. I was craving Chinese food, thus Chinese food was sought after. We went in, my friend called the restaurant to order seeing which waiter took the call. Just a few feet away from us. While he called I saw on the TV screens hanging above the chefs making the food in the back. The kitchen area had cameras to show food being prepared.
Time had elapsed, we went back to pick up our order, was told to wait just a little while longer. I nearly was ran over by a table being rolled to the back, something my friend witnessed. It was a chaotic, if authentic, Chinese experience. As long as I obtain my Singapore noodles I’m fine. Tried ordering it from ‘Circle 9’, they refused to screw them. ‘Sing Yee Chinese Restaurant’ should have been the fall back.
With that, we headed home with my friend going to sleep. I ate my noodles leaving the rest for the next day. A nice rewarding eventful day. I’m also even highly suspecting my adventures from today would hurt me on Day 5th’s adventures. I’m glad I had my Singapore noodles.