* Several dozen visits to the Aquarium. Face to face with killer whales (we didn't call them Orca yet then). Being afraid of the piranhas (there was a cow carcass in the tank for god's sake!), but not the snakes (large they were, but seemed so sloooow... quite drowsy), intrigued by the octopus, in love with the otters. Back then the belugas were in that small pool, in between the main inside area and the killer whale tanks. Way too small for them. Whale shows: SPLASH ZONE.
* Harrison. Sigh. So many visits to Harrison beach. SAND SCULPTURES. Lots of other lakes too, and of course the REAL beach: the PACIFIC OCEAN. (Mainly White Rock, I think).
... And there are so many more! And now I'm homesick. SIGH. Still, that was kind of fun.