I have a really good feeling about UBC campus, and am happy to let my baby attend in the fall. It just feels like a good fit. Of course it doesn't hurt that the place is obscenely beautiful, but it's more the feeling of home that I pick up there.
I was quite in awe of the quality and sheer variety of food service, both within the residence and in various locations around campus. When I lived in residence 100 years ago, I remember we got macaroni and cheese and meatloaf, and I don't recall getting any other food. Oh there was jello, but nobody ate it, just stuck the cubes against the wall and watched them race each other down to the floor.
Despite the fact that there are a perplexing number of theme-shaped buildings on campus (a biology building shaped like a cell, a library shaped like an open book, etc), I managed to find a favourite spot. The Asian studies building is surrounded by a very zen-like moat, and you approach it via a path meandering through the rainforest. The peace is almost palpable and I could feel my blood pressure dropping just by being in that spot. It's good to have those spots, to draw upon their memory when you need some peace.
And if that wasn't great enough, we met up with Mel and 668, the Neighbour of the Beast, at the Memphis Blues BBQ Restaurant for supper. Blogger meet-up number 10 and 11, for those of you keeping track. They are every bit as adorable and funny as they seem to be online and it was wonderful to pound back way too much meat with them. The zombie family shared the Elvis platter, which boasts every kind of meat offered on the menu, plus sides of baked beans, coleslaw, fries, and potato salad. There was way too much food and it was all incredible.
The restaurant itself is a funky little place, just hopping with people, crammed into booths or tables and tucking into platters. Blues music keeps your toes tapping and flying pig statues share wall space with photos of musicians. I highly recommend this place if you need to get your meat fix. The Spousal Unit says it was every bit as good as the bbq he ate down in the southern US.
And today, the sun is shining and we are going to Stanley Park. Otter feeding at 11:00!! I can't wait!