With the beats of
Kutapira still ringing in my head, we went to the CIRS theater the next morning
for a talk by Robert Winson. He gave us a few points that were very practical
and down to earth. He also told us to follow OUR own dreams instead of dreams other
people place in your mind. A few steps to follow are to Voice it, Price it, Acknowledge it, Face it, and finally Define it. All these great steps to know
yourself, to know your goal, to know your true target.
After that the
day unfolded into an eventful day touring the city of Vancouver! First off was
the 45minute bus ride to the Vancouver National Aquarium. The scenery along the
way to the aquarium was very pretty. The bridges and rivers that opened up to
the seas, the houses that spanned out to the hills - just amazing. We spent the
rest of the day in the aquarium hanging around and having bonding time with our
friends and other conference people that we haven't met yet. It was an amazing
trip, but unfortunately we didn't go to the 4D movie as we were running out of
time. We spent the whole day just looking at the weird and interesting animals
at the aquarium.
Buying gifts and
souvenirs back from the aquarium was one of the most entertaining ones. My
Japanese friend just kept on taking the maple syrup cookies from the shelf till
it was wiped out, literally the whole shelf was cleared. We then headed off to
Stanley Park for a picnic dinner and an awesome group photo on the hill. We
then hopped into busses that took us to the beautiful harbor front of Vancouver
to board the cruise Britannia. From outside, it looked too small to fit 350
people in it, but I was proven wrong, when there were extra space on the boat!
The boat was in its own way, sustainable! I noticed that the taps automatically
close once you release the handle.
The sunset on the
boat was an amazing sight to hold! The reddish orange light that blanketed the
whole sky was truly beautiful. Along with the sighting of a majestic bald eagle
(special thanks to the captain for pointing that out) that knocked the evening
to night.
The day ended
with plenty of sweaty and dead beat people from the dancing. I myself did not
dance to this clubbing culture of this generation, but merely sat there next to
the snacks table. Although I did not dance, I was also beat from the day's
worth of activities, knocked out the moment my head touched the bed.
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