so this is Port Moody
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Vancouver, 2002.08.21
My dad and I met with Renate out in the boonies today (Pt. Moody). We went for brunch somewhere out there in one of the 'burbs. They then headed for Calgary, and I took a bus back to the west end. It took over an hour, which is an amusing ride with two deck chairs (unneeded by the folks in Pt. Moody, and potentially wanted by Heidi & Ken). I'm gonna miss being out here on the west coast among the family.