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Hither and Yon

Looking back on things, it does seem kind of crazy I did not know what was happening to me. No more so than on Saturday when we took a little trip to Steveston. But first we went to Richmond, a largely Asian community to meet up with the fellow who makes all of the furniture for Earls restaurants. By hand no less. Well, machines are involved, of course. Sewing machines and all manner of wood working tools. But, we'll get to that in a moment.

First, let's take the Canada Line to Broadway and Cambie Street, shall we?
The Canada Line actually runs from the waterfront all the way to both the airport and Richmond. Now you know.

Back in early July, the day we were having one of our two garage sales, we quit early to attend Judy's retirement party which was just lovely. So, not only was the party great, but Judy's sister Margie gave me a Lonely Planet guide to Vancouver and has it ever been helpful, with suggested neighborhood walks, points of interest, maps...the whole sheba…

Some Firsts

It is 51 degrees this morning. Yup. My Florida readers are probably jealous of that temperature. Then again, maybe not. I had always been told by Bruce that temperatures that we find cold in the South, don't feel the same in the North, and by golly, he's right. A sweater will suffice, that is until it begins raining, but I'm not going anywhere today if I can help it because, frankly, my body is a mess. But, we'll get to that shortly.

I USED TRANSIT LAST WEEK!! Twice no less. What have I been waiting for, you ask? I thought it would be much more difficult than it actually is. In fact, I even loaded my Compass card all by myself which also proved to be far easier than I was imagining. SCORE!

Where did I go on transit? Queen Elizabeth Park, a place I had read about several years ago but didn't have time to visit when I was a tourist. Now, I have no excuse. Although it isn't very far, it is more than I can walk without dying. Dramatic, yes, truth, another affirmati…

A Bridge Crossing

Since last I wrote, Hurricane Irma made landfall in our beautiful state of Florida, wreaking havoc in all parts of the state. How weird that I'd taken this photo just last week, returning from picking up Bruce's boots from the shoe repair guy on Georgia Street.
In my last post, I expressed frustration with the news coverage, and while people pointed out I could use the internet, unfortunately, that wasn't really much better than the television coverage. Everything kept saying it would first hit Miami and the surrounding cities, and when they didn't happen, it was Tampa/St. Pete, and when that didn't happen, the only way I learned it was heading straight to Orlando was from Facebook! Bill called, saying their power was out, asking if it were coming their way; it took me quite a while to find a site that showed it was not merely a rumor. What the heck?

Friends and family described a harrowing night with little to no sleep, what with the winds howling, the rain peltin…