Day 26: Return camper and Vancouver

We start the day on time, clean up, have breakfast in the car as the mosquito population outside is unbearable, and start shortly before 9 o'clock. The camper must be returned by 11 o'clock. But we still have to refuel and empty the wastewater tanks. The campsite has a so-called Sani- Station. We wait briefly and realize that the required $5 in small change is not available and we have no way to exchange money in the middle of nowhere. So we drive to several campsites, hoping to be able to empty our tanks there. But as always, when you're looking for them, they're not available.
The return regulations state that this will result in a service fee of $25. We decide to give up the search and drive to the return station. Just before reaching our destination, we discover a station at the rest area, turn around, and are still able to empty our tanks. In addition, we use the gas station to fill up with gasoline. 2 minutes before 11 o'clock, we roll onto the site. What a stress in the early morning. Everyone there is relaxed and we calmly unpack our things and hand over our car. After a while of waiting, the shuttle bus takes us back to our hotel in Vancouver. The air conditioning is leaking, and every time the driver turns a corner, René or I get wet, depending on which direction he turns. We take it with humor.
We check into our rooms and freshen up. Then we start a tour of Vancouver again with the subway. Our goal is to catch up on the things we couldn't do 4 weeks ago. So today we visit the lookout tower of Vancouver and thanks to the bright sunshine, we see the city from above in a different light. When we arrive, it's raining and the residents are hardly visible because it's Sunday. Today is Thursday and the city is bustling. We observe the city for a while and then take the glass elevator back down. Then we buy some souvenirs and head to Granville Island. Fortunately, I still remember which station the buses leave from, but there are no signs left on site for orientation. But with a little asking around, we find our destination. The small peninsula in the middle of Vancouver is a completely different world. It's more relaxed and peaceful here. We stroll through the covered market and watch the hustle and bustle. At exactly 6 o'clock, a bell rings, the market closes, and we choose a restaurant nearby. Since the island mainly has seafood restaurants, we have no choice but to eat there. But on every seafood menu, there is usually a dish with meat as well. Regina is happy, she loves seafood. So we enjoy our meal together and toast to the past 4 weeks.
Since the bus ride is quite complicated, we use the water taxis to cross False Creek. The sun will soon set, but the river is heavily used by dragon boats, rowers, water bikes, and taxis. On the other side, after a few meters, we reach the subway that takes us back to Richmond. We have a nightcap while the children are already asleep and then go to bed.