Here's Sam running away as I try to snap a picture of him and "Royal Mountie Bear" at the base. I'm not sure if that's his real name; in fact, I'm pretty sure it's not.
There's a revolving restaurant on one of the levels, but we just visited the observation deck. It had a sky deck where you could step out over glass and look below allllllllllllllll the way down to the ground. That seems to be all the rage in high places these days. Dad stepped out onto one at The Sears Tower (or whatever the heck it's called now) in Chicago last summer, and I hear there's one out over the Grand Canyon now, too.
A couple shots of the surrounding vistas.
And a few birds-eye view shots.
Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fun! :o)
After we all safely landed on the ground, it was on to Stephen Avenue,
a pretty pedestrian street with various eateries and stores, and The Glenbow Museum (art), which we didn't get to this trip. We spotted a spotted park from way up high, checked a map...
and found out it was called Olympic Plaza. A friend has since informed me that this is where the medals were handed out during the 1988 Winter Olympic Games.
There were beautiful tulips growing at the entrance gates on one side.
And across the street, City Hall. It reminded us of Tulane (sigh).
Young spring leaves. And Alberta's flag waving on the right.
Then we headed home. Where it was still drizzly and gray. At least the grass and trees got a nice drink while we enjoyed some sunshine.