Hiked up Mt Taber this morning, after Preston generously offered to give me the tour. He also made breakfast which gave me an excuse to wash the mountain of dishes I’ve been eyeing all weekend (on a side note, I have become my mother.) Mountain may be stretching the term – it’s a small volcano, supposedly extinct although I’ve been told it’s scheduled to erupt in a century or so, Greenland-style. Like everything else in this damn city, it is green and lush and absolutely beautiful. It’s covered with trails – on a weekend it’s probably fairly busy, but we only saw a handful of people.
Attempted to find the Chinese garden in the afternoon and failed miserably. I did, however, find the homeless shelter.