February 01, 2006

Flat Ben Golfs Near White Rock

Flat Ben, my nephew's mailable representative from Los Angeles, spent his last day in the Lower Mainland of BC visiting his grandmother and her golf guru hubby in White Rock.

It was another miserable day with a whipping wind and slicing rain, however Flat Ben bravely decided to go to the White Rock pier, which he remembered as being very nice in the summer.


"Let's go down to the white rock," said Flat Ben, with his grandmother and Uncle Paul in tow.

"See if you can get the Peace Arch on the border of Canada and the U.S. in the background," said Flat Ben.

"OK," replied Uncle Paul, "however I think it's only going to look like a tiny white dot in the upper left of the picture."


Ben was becoming quite the director: "Let's get a shot of me with one of the neat trash cans painted by local students in White Rock!"


"Let's get back to Hazelmere and get some shots on the golf course before it really pours," said Sonia, pulling her hood tighter around her ears.

"Yeah!" said Flat Ben, "Let's go to the driving range AND the putting green."



And with that, Flat Ben will be moving on to a new set of adventures. We'll send him on his way as soon as we fill in his travel diary. Bye Flat Ben!

Posted by Paul at February 1, 2006 09:54 PM