Although she did not write any posts for miss604.com while abroad, I’ll forgive her…. and give her another chance at writing a trip re-cap post. But ya know, no time frame really, I’m sure it might be slightly more important for her to spend time with her 3 beautiful babies at home before she sits down in front of a computer to geek out.
As teenagers we’d take the Skytrain [tl] out and stake out a square of grass right in the middle of English Bay[eb]. The show lasted 20 minutes but the hike back up to the train lasted several hours – then there was the lineup at the station – then the mosh-pit like atmosphere on the train. The crowds of drunks, the families trying to safely maneuver a clear path, the one idiot trying to drive his car down the closed street who will eventually piss off a drunk passer-by enough that he may just get a window smashed.
Last year I was in Kits and from 8pm to 4am there was a constant crowd, constant honking and drunken shouts. This year we are smack dab in the middle of the West End. In case you don’t know your Vancouver geography, to get from English Bay beach (the site of the fireworks) to any kind of public transit, you need to get through the West End [city of vancouver]. We fully anticipate the loudness, the inability to sleep soundly and the major pain of getting to the beach and back in (a walk that usually takes about 5 mins).
When we didn’t have the fireworks one summer the city was deemed “no fun”. If we didn’t have them now – they would be sorely missed. There are those who complain, there are the environmental issues, the crazy-mob-of-half-a-million-people issues etc. But all in all, this is just summer in Vancouver. 4 nights out of 365, is manageable. The businesses prosper, people get outside and down to the beach and yeah we DO have fun.
Don’t get me wrong, I think we’re doing pretty okay. We have little idiosyncrasies can annoy the crap out of each other, we have our time apart, we have our seperate likes/dislikes etc. and we are not one single blob of a marrital unit. But man, (sappy moment, Laura, avert your eyes) there’s no one else we’d rather be going through all of this with.
Yesterday we happenned to have a great day to ourselves. With no real agenda it started off with a wicked home cooked breakfast, followed by a trip to the beach, Pirates of the Caribbean and ice cream right before bed time. Today included a trip to the Fort (see my Metblog post for more details) then an afternoon at home watching the Cubs.
Staying at home & watching MST3K, being beach bums, loving hockey (even in the off season), watching baseball, getting out n’ about in the city AND the valley. This is our married life.
Get it while itâ€™s hot. Hot like pancakes! Episode #101 is ready, just for you.
An all artist submission episode of the Six Song Donut Spectactular! People often email me with suggestions and submissions for songs to be played on the podcast, so this episode makes up for lost ground.
Located in the Blue Horizon block [map], it looks like a regular college-y type bar from the outside. A nice patio sprawling East to West – parallel to the side walk. A picture of a leprechaun in the window, and ALWAYS a hefty line up outside.
This ain’t just a nice little queue of a dozen people lined up next to the building waiting to get in, this is more like a MOB of people – everywhere, all over the sidewalk, around the side of the building – not really a ‘line up’ at all. Try maneuvering your way down the sidewalk past Shenanigans on a Saturday night, it’s the closest thing to a mosh pit outside of a concert.
The music blaring, smokers and drinkers out on the patio shouting things at passers-by and at each other… now tell me – what goes on in there? Is it really THAT fun? Should we try it out sometime? I’m really curious.
Having a raining mid-week day off was kinda sucky, but having access to a car for this one day, was pretty great.
After we stopped for TimHo coffee, filled up on gas for $1.03/L in Abby and enjoyed a drive through the valley, we were then on our way up to Cultus. Driving past fruit stands, dairy cows and pastures, the tiny heritage city of Yarrow reminding John of ‘Anytown, Iowa’ minus the mountains.
I haven’t mini golfed at Cultus in YEARS, I can’t believe the cartoony renovation to the place! After a brief discussion (to golf or not to golf) we got out in the rain and played 18 holes. The BRIGHT blue water kinda freaked me out though… I asked “Is that where blue slurpees come from?”
Despite the water, the freakishly lumpy course (seriously things rolled UP hill) and the rain, we really made the best of a gloomy soggy day.