I got lost again

One of the scariest things you can do while you're overseas is to get lost. It's not that bad getting lost in the city, but getting lost on the highway is the worst, and about 45 minutes into my run, that's where I was - getting lost on the highway. Thankfully the sun was up and it wasn't too cold.

Eventually I found my way back, and found that Google Earth, while useful, is not the greatest tool for mapping a running route unless you know an area intimately. This (in yellow line and red dots) is where I ran. The little green dots at the bottom of the route is where I started, and the other little green dot is where I ended.


I was supposed to meet Gilbert at the bookstore in about 30-35 minutes, but I was unable to because I was in Locarno Beach by that time, trying to figure out where to make the turn as indicated by the blue line and the words "Turn Here". So Gilbert was worrying about me, and I was worrying about me and also worrying about him worrying about me. In the end, this is the distance I ran according to the handy Google Earth "Measure" function.


Like balls lah! No wonder I'm so achy all over. I think other than my very nice long-sleeved t-shirt, I must also buy Deep Heat.

One thing I will miss about Vancouver when I'm back in Singapore will be the squirrels, fir cones, and acorns. I saw a squirrel an arm's length away today! He saw me a couple of his arm's length away today! We stared at each other and then he ran away.

Oh, and also the getting-lost-while-running routes.