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How to get tired

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Twenty-five or thirty years ago, I would have loved a place like the Gator Pit -- a large, multi-storey indoor play structure at Park Royal Mall in West Vancouver. There was nothing so interesting at Park Royal when I was a preschooler. I took my two daughters there today, and they loved it.

My nearest equivalent to the Gator Pit was far away, between 1978 and 1982, when my parents and I stayed in a condo in San Diego (owned by one of my mom's friends) for a month every summer. I usually bought a kid's annual pass to Sea World while we were there, mostly because I visited Shamu's Happy Harbor over and over again. Then, suddenly, one year, I was twelve and too tall.

But the Gator Pit lets adults go in! So I did, of course.

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