For all the crappy weather I experienced those first six months or so, Vancouver delivered a perfect baseball evening. Clear. Cool. Perfect. And to top it off, the Vancouver Canadians played the Boise Hawks, a Cubs affiliate. About as close…
I’ve noticed this on a few occasions, especially when meeting a large group of people. They don’t ask what you do for a living, but rather who in the group you know, and how you know them. And sometimes the…
When I was home in July for a family vacation, Mom wanted to know what I wanted for my birthday. First thing that came to mind was a waterproof digital camera. Would’ve been a great thing to have while river…
Finally. A holiday in Canada I know! It’s also a US holiday. One of the things I explain, often, is the skewed concept of “holiday” or “vacation” in the States. I didn’t fully appreciate the disparity until whatever day off…
Vancouver is a small town with a cityscape, as it were. It is not uncommon for people on the bus or at some event to recognize friends or acquaintances, and panhandlers and homeless people are on corners or in front…
Pacific National Convention. PNE. It’s a big fair, a cross between Great America, Taste of Chicago and state fairs. There’s a Marketplace where vendors sell their wares, kind of like booth after booth of live infomercials in roughly the space…
I’ve mentioned before that Vancouver has some cool cloud formations. They kind of look like jelly fish, though from a distance one looked like a tornado had formed but refused to touch down. Sirius clouds. Thunderheads. Cumulus. Used to those,…
A big thing to do for Canadians is to go to the States and shop. Shop for what is pretty much irrelevant as everything is cheaper in the States. I realized this when I went home for a family vacation…
Beautiful evening for a baseball game. Partly sunny, cool. Like a perfect Fall evening. I hadn’t paid much attention to the Vancouver Canadians schedule beyond when they were home. So imagine my surprise when I saw a young gentleman in…
I didn’t ride the bus much when I live in Chicago, the “L” got me where I was going. I ride the bus every day in Vancouver, and it seems to have an etiquette, especially when it comes to seating…