I drove around White Rock this evening to check out the small, unadvertised RV ‘parks’, take in the scenery, and watch the beginnings of a beautiful sunset over the Pacific Ocean. At one point, I turned onto what turned out to be a cul-de-sac ending with a circle for people to turn around. In the middle of the circle was a circle of grass in the middle of which was… a palm tree.

Geeze, had I known in June 2007 that there are palm trees in the GVR, I could have just stayed there instead of continuing on to San Francisco where I saw my first palm tree in its natural habitat!

I hope I can find the little guy again; he was short and squat and hardy… kind of like me. 😀