Buildings, streets, public transit, new smells, wonderful nuns, beautiful churches, colic babies, fresh ravioli, fish on ice, cheese, music, crazy pubs, dirty Mexicans, dancing all night, destruction in Stanley park, seeing Ben, Broadway productions, books, rain, steam clocks, the smell of the ocean, flowers, cigars, Turkish food, little Max, sunshine, spending time with curly hair, getting lost, driving in the snow, conversations, terrible movies, the Abby, stained glass, more rain, little old ladies, awkward conversations with ex-boyfriend (little old ladies' grandson), sense of euphoria, looking forward to September.
Seven amazing days in Vancouver.
4 comments:
Can't forget disturbed slumber by me who wouldn't be quiet!
...and trying to find hair ties in a field @ night
...and going in the wrong direction on a one way street
...and you can't forget the dude in his convertible on Commercial Drive!!
you know,its only weird if you make it weird, I mean....welll you know the rest...
>_<
...what do you mean? ...do I know the rest?
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