Over the bridge and back again

I headed out to Surrey this morning to meet with one of my supervisors. The SFU Surrey campus is visible from Burnaby mountain, and elsewhere in the city, with its unusual shape and large size. Crossing the Fraser River to head into Surrey seemed like crossing a border. The vegetation seemed different than Vancouver- more conifers- if anything, the surrounds reminded me of rural BC.

On the way home, I visited New Westminster. That city is succumbing to the condo-ization of the Lower Mainland. Yet there are also some incredible old buildings. I found a great bookstore and settled on this Robert Owen book, by the founder of the industrial-cooperative movement.