On leaving Vancouver. We checked in for the flight, and checked in one piece of luggage. We were hoping to go to one of the nicer (before-security) restaurants at that point, but no. Once you check your bag in, you must follow it. So we went through security, and then something very strange happened. We… Continue reading Where Canada Ends
I like traveling by air. It's quick. You can leave one world and get plopped in another in a relatively short amount of time. We left the big city (Vancouver, BC) for a quick trip to Tofino on the west coast of Vancouver Island. No bothersome security checks, no crying babies with embarrassed, frustrated parents.… Continue reading Air Travel
In an effort to observe the locals in their natural habitat, I went to the ribbon cutting at the new BC Liquor store at Alberni and Bute in Vancouver (link to store here). A few days ago, one of the checkers told that they'd be having a ribbon cutting. When I arrived and saw everyone… Continue reading Retail Therapy: BC Liquor in Vancouver
Some Scouty goodness for your viewing pleasure: Widgeon (rhymes with pidgeon) Slough (pron: slew), British Columbia.
The majority of recent housing development in Pasadena has been about getting people into high-density structures near public transportation. Take the Del Mar Gold Line station, for example. If you draw a half-mile circle around the Del Mar station, you'll see how much new (and pricey) housing has sprouted up within walking distance. I suggest… Continue reading Hahamongna: You Cannot Be Serious
They're a tidy lot, these Canadians. Or are they? Yesterday, I saw a couple of drivers flick their cigarette butts into the street. At Locarno Beach, I saw plenty of cig butts in the sand. The inscrutable Canadian. Certainly not American, and not British or French either. The Canadian identity seems wound up in not… Continue reading Vancouver, BC