Tuesday, October 11, 2005
welcometonanaimo
So Eileen - my new travel/activities khaki and fellow girlfriend here in UBC - and I spent our long Thanksgiving weekend - or at least, Sunday to Monday - in Nanaimo.
To bungy-jump, of course. That was the main objective.
So we woke up nice and early (although I overslept; was supposed to wake up at 7.30am, but woke up at 8am instead. ARGH!) to catch the HarbourLynx to Nanaimo. The Harbourlynx is this fast-speed catamaran tt travels between downtown Vancouver and Nanaimo on Vancouver Island in approx 80 minutes, which is a lot faster than the usual BC Ferry tt you might take from Horseshoe Bay. Of course, this means it costs more too... So thank God tt we booked 'The Bungy Express' package instead.
But yeah. Below is the 'boarding pass' for the HarbourLynx tt I reserved.
And above is the view of the catamaran itself from the back.
BTW, the weather this weekend was horribly cold! It was so windy and cloudy and it rained...a light rain, but rainy enough to be cold and annoying! Yeesh. I hate too cold weather. Makes me sullen and withdrawn. And uncomfortably cold.
But yeah... Welcome to Nanaimo!
And the people here are real friendly btw. We didn't have a single problem getting around at all coz everyone was really helpful, like the HarbourLynx Nanaimo guy Chris. :)
Anyway coz we hadn't booked the shuttle to The Bungy Zone where we'd be doing our jump in advance, we had to wait half an hour to get picked up. Boy oh boy was it cold... But we managed to pass our time in this harbourfront cafe called the Javawocky, drinking...
Hot chocolate!
Mmm. That is mine, and yes. It is every bit as good as it looks.
Yes, yes. Glamour shot. Me ever so eager to devour this delicious treat...
And tt is Eileen's. She bought the hot white chocolate. Can you say 'yum'?
Ooh. And this is the dog tt was waiting for its owner to get a cuppa from the counter. Javawocky has a 'no pets allowed' policy, so the poor dog had to wait outside in the door.
But yes it was soooooooooooooo cute! And adorable! And obedient! I just wanted to smuggle it hommmmme!!!
Anyway, our ride to The Bungy Zone came just after 12pm. And so Eileen and I headed out for our jump.
That is the bridge tt we have to jump off from.
See the Bungy-Jumping sign?
And yeah. Me being extra. And yes, the wind was fucking strong! It was so fucking cold I was shivering just standing up there!!! Bloody hell... It was prob below 10 degrees celcius I bet.
This is the Nanaimo River tt we'll be jumping off towards. And this is the view you get from the bridge.
Oh. And below is a larger view of the kind of height tt we'll be jumping from. It's approximately 143 feet.
Anyway just a bit of history tt I gleaned from John, the owner of The Bungy Zone, when he was driving us back later to our guesthouse in his swanky '86 Cadillac (man. My first ever Caddy ride!). John's a kiwi who came from NZ fifteen years ago to set up The Bungy Zone (it's 15 years old!), and as he proudly puts it, he 'built this bridge with his own two hands'. And do you know tt you can actually bungy for FREE at The Bungy Zone?
Provided you come on the weekend closest to Valentine's Day, and you jump NAKED. That's right. Jump naked and you jump for free.
Hmm. That's a thought.
But anyway, back to the jump. Eileen went first. She was great. She just clarified what she was supposed to do, and then without hesitation off she went! And she didn't even make a sound! :)
I went after she came back.
That is me getting the towel wrapped around my legs for cushioning...
...And then getting the cord tied around my legs before it gets attached to the bungy rope...
Me waving to Eileen as she takes the picture...
And off we go!
And again...
And again (yeah. That's the raft tt's going to untie me from the cord and take me back to land)!
Anyway, just for the curious, bungy-jumping is not tt hard or impossible to do. In fact, it is easy. Easier than sky-diving, even. All you have to do, is jump. This being my second jump, it doesn't make it any less scary. When you shuffle your feet over to the edge of the ledge such tt your toes are pointing out over nothing and you can look all the way down and see the river so fucking far away from you, it is scary. It is fucking scary. Although the view is great. I love the view of the Nanaimo river and the railway track tt cuts through it straight ahead, and the beautiful autumn trees tt frame the river like a painting.
So tt's it. When you say tt you're ready... you GO. You don't think. You jump off, and you feel yourself falling. Make no mistake about it, you don't fly. You fall. Gravity just acts on your body and the acceleration is heart-pounding. The river rushes towards you as you dive head-first towards it and your heart's almost literally in your mouth.
And your jeans are also getting pulled off (and mine would have been had I not thought to tighten the belt just before I jumped, and therefore giving spectators more to see than they would have expected) as your shirt rises towards your neck (once again, good thing my jacket was zipped. Otherwise spectators would also be able to tell about things like the colour of my bra. Eep). But of course, tt's not the main thing.
Then comes what I consider the scariest part. Or the second-most scariest, next to the physical act of jumping: the rebound. That's when you get pulled away from the ground back to almost the same height you jumped from, and the scare-factor is tt you can see the ground disappear away from you and you just know, anticipate, expect, falling all the way down again.
It's a fucking trip I tell you. A fucking trip.
Some people ask me which is scarier: this or sky-diving? I don't know about the Physics point of view, but from my point of view, bungy-jumping is scarier than sky-diving. Sky-diving is scary in those few seconds when you jump out of the plane and you're free falling, but you're so far away from the ground and the wind is rushing in your face and your ears tt you don't feel like you're falling as acutely as you do when you are bungy-jumping (although make no mistake about it. Freefalling in skydiving is STILL falling, not flying). And then when the parachute is opened, it's not scary anymore. The scenery is just beautiful and awe-inspiring. It's unreal. You have to skydive yourself to experience how it is to have a panoramic view of the world around you and have your feet dangle a few thousand feet above ground level with absolutely nothing beneath it.
But back to bungy. Bungy-jumping is done headfirst, and this close to the ground (in comparison with freefalling), gravity acts with a much greater force on you such tt your falling is accelerated. So obviously it's scarier. So is the rebound. But of course, bungy-jumping is over a lot quicker than skydiving. So fear doesn't last very long.
It's not like you can do anything about it anyway.
But it is SUCH a fucking adrenalin rush. I could do this again! In fact, I intend to, now tt I'm a lifetime member of The Bungy Zone and all subsequent jumps are only CAD $35. And let's not forget my dream of bungy-jumping off Queenstown in NZ. At least once in my lifetime.
Yup. So tt was the bungy experience.
After the adrenalin rush, Eileen and I were driven back to downtown Nanaimo for the rest of our day, which was, in comparison WAY slower. Nanaimo is a pretty sleepy town, and esp coz it's the Thanksgiving weekend, most places and stores are closed or close really early at 5pm, so you can imagine the pace of life here... Almost moves at a crawl compared to Singapore and Vancouver.
Oh. And below is where we stayed the night.
The Painted Turtle Guesthouse.
Yeah, and tt's me with the Painted Turtle in the background.
It's a kind of hostel-type guesthouse. For the incredibly low price of $20 flat, we get to stay in a room with 4 bunk beds; Eileen and I shared a bunk bed - I took the top and she took the bottom - and there was only 1 other person in our room. And because the Painted Turtle is so new, the bathrooms were so luxurious! It was such a steal for this kind of price.
After settling our stuff in, Eileen and I went to walk around. Ooh! And inspite of the mostly-closed shops, I found this bookstore called 'Bygone Books', and it is such a treasure trove. It stocks mainly secondhand books, but you can find 1st editions, rare books, antique books and collectables in store, and oh man some of the books look like the kinds you see in 18th or 19th century Victorian libraries! I was so tempted to buy one such copy of Homer's 'The Odessy' or Fyodor Dostoevsky's 'Crime and Punishment' just to have an antique book on my hands! In the end, I settled for the 1st US Edition of Jeanette Winterson's 'Art and Lies' in hardcover, and I was looking for Karl Marx's book on Marxism as well, but unfortunately they only had his early works.
After the bookstore, it was finally over to lunch!
And we went to Pirate Chips!
Yepz. That's me standing outside the store.
Basically Pirate Chips is a 3-year old (according to the newspaper clipping in its door) establishment, and it sells fries, fish and chips and stuff, milkshakes and desserts...
This is the menu of the main courses tt it has. And ooh... It's so coolly-decored, and apparently celebrities like Tara Reid have eaten here (if you look at the autographs on the wall)!
Anyway Eileen ordered the signature cod fish and chips...
And I ordered the poutine with fries.
Basically, poutine is this traditional French-Canadian rich gravy tt you eat with fries. It's highly fattening, but people say tt you're not truly Canadian unless you eat poutine. So yeah, my first poutine with fries and cheese curds.
Sinful, but yummy!
And after tt, we shared a chocolate milkshake...
Which was OH SO GOOD!!! Yum.
And we ordered the signature deep-fried chocolate bar with chocolate ice cream and whipped cream.
Basically, it's a Mars Bar tt has been deep-fried, and then served with chocolate ice-cream, whipped cream and chocolate sauce. But oh man, you will not believe how different and how good a Mars Bar can taste when the chocolate's all hot and melted and the caramel is just oozing, and you're eating it with the crunch of flour and with the contrasting coldness of ice-cream.
It's the brainchild of the owner who started Pirate Chips, as something new and novel and never tried before, and yeah, it worked. It got her attention in the newspaper, and it got celebrities in. And it got us in too. :)
Heh.
But yeah. That meant tt our lunch was just heavy heavy heavy.
For the rest of the day, we passed our time by taking this small ferry ride to a small offshore island called Protection Island. Which is like uluville. Hahaha.
But you can walk around the island and appreciate nature, and get views of Nanaimo while you're at it.
So yar... Eileen and I took a couple of pictures.
This one's about the pretty scenery and the trees.
And this is the swing... I haven't swung for a long long time! It was so fun to have both of us just sit and swing for a while. Brings back memories of our childhoods. :)
This one's my fave, of her and me.
Basically we met a kind old couple when we were getting lost (which is why we could actually get both of us in 1 picture), and they took us through to Smuggler's Park.
That's Smuggler's Park, btw. And yeah... The husband helped us take this picture too.
And well, we also visited Pirate's Park.
Here's Eileen pretending to look scared of the sign.
And me trying to look scary.
She said tt I look like I'm trying to be a ghost. Oh well. Not really my intention, but still.
And yes, all the road and park names on Protection Island have something to do with pirates and stuff.
See what I mean?
Anyway we also walked out to find the lighthouse (yeah, the wind is really really strong)...
And look! We can see Nanaimo from here!
We don't even have to look tt hard to find it. :) It's just across the ocean.
Speaking of which, even though Nanaimo is really sleepy city-wise, it's fantastic for outdoor sports. They have diving trips off 2 artificial reefs here. You can kayak here; kayaking is a huge thing. There are lots of mountain-biking and running trails. Camping is encouraged and there are at least 4 R.V. Parks for camping. Rock-climbing can be done as well.
And in July there is the annual Nanaimo Dragonboat Race.
Ooh.
But unfortunately I won't be around for tt. Oh well.
The sky got really dark really fast though. Coz it's fall, so the days are shorter than the nights. We almost ended up walking into someone's property coz it was so dark and we didn't really know where we were going.
But nonetheless, we managed to make our way back to the Dinghy Dock Pub, this quaint little pub and restaurant where we would be having our dinner.
It's a really cool place...
You can just tell from the kind of decor.
HEH.
And tt's me. Duh.
But you don't really want to know about me or the pub decor, now do you? What you want to know about, is the food.
Our starter was scallops wrapped in bacon and served with bread, and our main course was the seafood combo platter, which is essentially one piece of the pub's 'best halibut fish', scallops, shrimp and juicy onion rings, deep-fried and served with a salad and tartar sauce and ketchup.
Voila!
Boy oh boy were we stuffed by the time we'd finished our food.
But then, me being the really bad influence tt I am, I made it such tt Eileen couldn't refuse dessert.
Behold the Chocolate Konfusion. A cake where the top layer is rich fudge completely enveloped in chocolate chips and drenched with chocolate sauce; the middle layer is chocolate mousse, and the bottom layer is a crunchy brownie/graham cookie base.
Absolute heaven.
We ate so much tt we felt both full and sleepy.
So after dinner it was back on the ferry and back to our guesthouse for an early night.
We woke up this morning in time to check out of the guesthouse at 10.30am and catch the 12 noon HarbourLynx back to Vancouver. And in the meantime, have breakfast at Javawocky again.
My breakfast: my first ever bagel with cream cheese. And hot white chocolate.
It was absolutely relaxing.
And thus sums up our weekend getaway to Nanaimo.
Happy Thanksgiving! :)
now playing: hotel costes - cafe de flor
To bungy-jump, of course. That was the main objective.
So we woke up nice and early (although I overslept; was supposed to wake up at 7.30am, but woke up at 8am instead. ARGH!) to catch the HarbourLynx to Nanaimo. The Harbourlynx is this fast-speed catamaran tt travels between downtown Vancouver and Nanaimo on Vancouver Island in approx 80 minutes, which is a lot faster than the usual BC Ferry tt you might take from Horseshoe Bay. Of course, this means it costs more too... So thank God tt we booked 'The Bungy Express' package instead.
But yeah. Below is the 'boarding pass' for the HarbourLynx tt I reserved.
And above is the view of the catamaran itself from the back.
BTW, the weather this weekend was horribly cold! It was so windy and cloudy and it rained...a light rain, but rainy enough to be cold and annoying! Yeesh. I hate too cold weather. Makes me sullen and withdrawn. And uncomfortably cold.
But yeah... Welcome to Nanaimo!
And the people here are real friendly btw. We didn't have a single problem getting around at all coz everyone was really helpful, like the HarbourLynx Nanaimo guy Chris. :)
Anyway coz we hadn't booked the shuttle to The Bungy Zone where we'd be doing our jump in advance, we had to wait half an hour to get picked up. Boy oh boy was it cold... But we managed to pass our time in this harbourfront cafe called the Javawocky, drinking...
Hot chocolate!
Mmm. That is mine, and yes. It is every bit as good as it looks.
Yes, yes. Glamour shot. Me ever so eager to devour this delicious treat...
And tt is Eileen's. She bought the hot white chocolate. Can you say 'yum'?
Ooh. And this is the dog tt was waiting for its owner to get a cuppa from the counter. Javawocky has a 'no pets allowed' policy, so the poor dog had to wait outside in the door.
But yes it was soooooooooooooo cute! And adorable! And obedient! I just wanted to smuggle it hommmmme!!!
Anyway, our ride to The Bungy Zone came just after 12pm. And so Eileen and I headed out for our jump.
That is the bridge tt we have to jump off from.
See the Bungy-Jumping sign?
And yeah. Me being extra. And yes, the wind was fucking strong! It was so fucking cold I was shivering just standing up there!!! Bloody hell... It was prob below 10 degrees celcius I bet.
This is the Nanaimo River tt we'll be jumping off towards. And this is the view you get from the bridge.
Oh. And below is a larger view of the kind of height tt we'll be jumping from. It's approximately 143 feet.
Anyway just a bit of history tt I gleaned from John, the owner of The Bungy Zone, when he was driving us back later to our guesthouse in his swanky '86 Cadillac (man. My first ever Caddy ride!). John's a kiwi who came from NZ fifteen years ago to set up The Bungy Zone (it's 15 years old!), and as he proudly puts it, he 'built this bridge with his own two hands'. And do you know tt you can actually bungy for FREE at The Bungy Zone?
Provided you come on the weekend closest to Valentine's Day, and you jump NAKED. That's right. Jump naked and you jump for free.
Hmm. That's a thought.
But anyway, back to the jump. Eileen went first. She was great. She just clarified what she was supposed to do, and then without hesitation off she went! And she didn't even make a sound! :)
I went after she came back.
That is me getting the towel wrapped around my legs for cushioning...
...And then getting the cord tied around my legs before it gets attached to the bungy rope...
Me waving to Eileen as she takes the picture...
And off we go!
And again...
And again (yeah. That's the raft tt's going to untie me from the cord and take me back to land)!
Anyway, just for the curious, bungy-jumping is not tt hard or impossible to do. In fact, it is easy. Easier than sky-diving, even. All you have to do, is jump. This being my second jump, it doesn't make it any less scary. When you shuffle your feet over to the edge of the ledge such tt your toes are pointing out over nothing and you can look all the way down and see the river so fucking far away from you, it is scary. It is fucking scary. Although the view is great. I love the view of the Nanaimo river and the railway track tt cuts through it straight ahead, and the beautiful autumn trees tt frame the river like a painting.
So tt's it. When you say tt you're ready... you GO. You don't think. You jump off, and you feel yourself falling. Make no mistake about it, you don't fly. You fall. Gravity just acts on your body and the acceleration is heart-pounding. The river rushes towards you as you dive head-first towards it and your heart's almost literally in your mouth.
And your jeans are also getting pulled off (and mine would have been had I not thought to tighten the belt just before I jumped, and therefore giving spectators more to see than they would have expected) as your shirt rises towards your neck (once again, good thing my jacket was zipped. Otherwise spectators would also be able to tell about things like the colour of my bra. Eep). But of course, tt's not the main thing.
Then comes what I consider the scariest part. Or the second-most scariest, next to the physical act of jumping: the rebound. That's when you get pulled away from the ground back to almost the same height you jumped from, and the scare-factor is tt you can see the ground disappear away from you and you just know, anticipate, expect, falling all the way down again.
It's a fucking trip I tell you. A fucking trip.
Some people ask me which is scarier: this or sky-diving? I don't know about the Physics point of view, but from my point of view, bungy-jumping is scarier than sky-diving. Sky-diving is scary in those few seconds when you jump out of the plane and you're free falling, but you're so far away from the ground and the wind is rushing in your face and your ears tt you don't feel like you're falling as acutely as you do when you are bungy-jumping (although make no mistake about it. Freefalling in skydiving is STILL falling, not flying). And then when the parachute is opened, it's not scary anymore. The scenery is just beautiful and awe-inspiring. It's unreal. You have to skydive yourself to experience how it is to have a panoramic view of the world around you and have your feet dangle a few thousand feet above ground level with absolutely nothing beneath it.
But back to bungy. Bungy-jumping is done headfirst, and this close to the ground (in comparison with freefalling), gravity acts with a much greater force on you such tt your falling is accelerated. So obviously it's scarier. So is the rebound. But of course, bungy-jumping is over a lot quicker than skydiving. So fear doesn't last very long.
It's not like you can do anything about it anyway.
But it is SUCH a fucking adrenalin rush. I could do this again! In fact, I intend to, now tt I'm a lifetime member of The Bungy Zone and all subsequent jumps are only CAD $35. And let's not forget my dream of bungy-jumping off Queenstown in NZ. At least once in my lifetime.
Yup. So tt was the bungy experience.
After the adrenalin rush, Eileen and I were driven back to downtown Nanaimo for the rest of our day, which was, in comparison WAY slower. Nanaimo is a pretty sleepy town, and esp coz it's the Thanksgiving weekend, most places and stores are closed or close really early at 5pm, so you can imagine the pace of life here... Almost moves at a crawl compared to Singapore and Vancouver.
Oh. And below is where we stayed the night.
The Painted Turtle Guesthouse.
Yeah, and tt's me with the Painted Turtle in the background.
It's a kind of hostel-type guesthouse. For the incredibly low price of $20 flat, we get to stay in a room with 4 bunk beds; Eileen and I shared a bunk bed - I took the top and she took the bottom - and there was only 1 other person in our room. And because the Painted Turtle is so new, the bathrooms were so luxurious! It was such a steal for this kind of price.
After settling our stuff in, Eileen and I went to walk around. Ooh! And inspite of the mostly-closed shops, I found this bookstore called 'Bygone Books', and it is such a treasure trove. It stocks mainly secondhand books, but you can find 1st editions, rare books, antique books and collectables in store, and oh man some of the books look like the kinds you see in 18th or 19th century Victorian libraries! I was so tempted to buy one such copy of Homer's 'The Odessy' or Fyodor Dostoevsky's 'Crime and Punishment' just to have an antique book on my hands! In the end, I settled for the 1st US Edition of Jeanette Winterson's 'Art and Lies' in hardcover, and I was looking for Karl Marx's book on Marxism as well, but unfortunately they only had his early works.
After the bookstore, it was finally over to lunch!
And we went to Pirate Chips!
Yepz. That's me standing outside the store.
Basically Pirate Chips is a 3-year old (according to the newspaper clipping in its door) establishment, and it sells fries, fish and chips and stuff, milkshakes and desserts...
This is the menu of the main courses tt it has. And ooh... It's so coolly-decored, and apparently celebrities like Tara Reid have eaten here (if you look at the autographs on the wall)!
Anyway Eileen ordered the signature cod fish and chips...
And I ordered the poutine with fries.
Basically, poutine is this traditional French-Canadian rich gravy tt you eat with fries. It's highly fattening, but people say tt you're not truly Canadian unless you eat poutine. So yeah, my first poutine with fries and cheese curds.
Sinful, but yummy!
And after tt, we shared a chocolate milkshake...
Which was OH SO GOOD!!! Yum.
And we ordered the signature deep-fried chocolate bar with chocolate ice cream and whipped cream.
Basically, it's a Mars Bar tt has been deep-fried, and then served with chocolate ice-cream, whipped cream and chocolate sauce. But oh man, you will not believe how different and how good a Mars Bar can taste when the chocolate's all hot and melted and the caramel is just oozing, and you're eating it with the crunch of flour and with the contrasting coldness of ice-cream.
It's the brainchild of the owner who started Pirate Chips, as something new and novel and never tried before, and yeah, it worked. It got her attention in the newspaper, and it got celebrities in. And it got us in too. :)
Heh.
But yeah. That meant tt our lunch was just heavy heavy heavy.
For the rest of the day, we passed our time by taking this small ferry ride to a small offshore island called Protection Island. Which is like uluville. Hahaha.
But you can walk around the island and appreciate nature, and get views of Nanaimo while you're at it.
So yar... Eileen and I took a couple of pictures.
This one's about the pretty scenery and the trees.
And this is the swing... I haven't swung for a long long time! It was so fun to have both of us just sit and swing for a while. Brings back memories of our childhoods. :)
This one's my fave, of her and me.
Basically we met a kind old couple when we were getting lost (which is why we could actually get both of us in 1 picture), and they took us through to Smuggler's Park.
That's Smuggler's Park, btw. And yeah... The husband helped us take this picture too.
And well, we also visited Pirate's Park.
Here's Eileen pretending to look scared of the sign.
And me trying to look scary.
She said tt I look like I'm trying to be a ghost. Oh well. Not really my intention, but still.
And yes, all the road and park names on Protection Island have something to do with pirates and stuff.
See what I mean?
Anyway we also walked out to find the lighthouse (yeah, the wind is really really strong)...
And look! We can see Nanaimo from here!
We don't even have to look tt hard to find it. :) It's just across the ocean.
Speaking of which, even though Nanaimo is really sleepy city-wise, it's fantastic for outdoor sports. They have diving trips off 2 artificial reefs here. You can kayak here; kayaking is a huge thing. There are lots of mountain-biking and running trails. Camping is encouraged and there are at least 4 R.V. Parks for camping. Rock-climbing can be done as well.
And in July there is the annual Nanaimo Dragonboat Race.
Ooh.
But unfortunately I won't be around for tt. Oh well.
The sky got really dark really fast though. Coz it's fall, so the days are shorter than the nights. We almost ended up walking into someone's property coz it was so dark and we didn't really know where we were going.
But nonetheless, we managed to make our way back to the Dinghy Dock Pub, this quaint little pub and restaurant where we would be having our dinner.
It's a really cool place...
You can just tell from the kind of decor.
HEH.
And tt's me. Duh.
But you don't really want to know about me or the pub decor, now do you? What you want to know about, is the food.
Our starter was scallops wrapped in bacon and served with bread, and our main course was the seafood combo platter, which is essentially one piece of the pub's 'best halibut fish', scallops, shrimp and juicy onion rings, deep-fried and served with a salad and tartar sauce and ketchup.
Voila!
Boy oh boy were we stuffed by the time we'd finished our food.
But then, me being the really bad influence tt I am, I made it such tt Eileen couldn't refuse dessert.
Behold the Chocolate Konfusion. A cake where the top layer is rich fudge completely enveloped in chocolate chips and drenched with chocolate sauce; the middle layer is chocolate mousse, and the bottom layer is a crunchy brownie/graham cookie base.
Absolute heaven.
We ate so much tt we felt both full and sleepy.
So after dinner it was back on the ferry and back to our guesthouse for an early night.
We woke up this morning in time to check out of the guesthouse at 10.30am and catch the 12 noon HarbourLynx back to Vancouver. And in the meantime, have breakfast at Javawocky again.
My breakfast: my first ever bagel with cream cheese. And hot white chocolate.
It was absolutely relaxing.
And thus sums up our weekend getaway to Nanaimo.
Happy Thanksgiving! :)
# posted by Kitana @ 10/11/2005 11:15:00 AM 
