It's cold and raining in Vancouver, but at least we don't have to shovel anything. Tomorrow the sun is actually supposed to do a drive-by, so that's when we will do a major walking tour.
The Resident Offspring spent the entire plane trip watching Pineapple Express on her ipod. The Spousal Unit did a very commendable job of navigating Vancouver streets, despite being stuck behind a bus driver in training. And I must say my navigational skills were at their peak.
We are staying right across the road from BC Place or GM Place, I forget which is which, but they are right beside each other. And there's a CBC building right across the street from us too. Maybe we should see if we can get a tour after we are done at the university this afternoon. We could practice our As It Happens ladies voices. Issue, tissue.
We watched the cops take down a guy (and disrupt traffic along Robson) from the window of the curry place where we ate dinner last night. That was nice of them to arrange some entertainment for us.
I am so excited that we are having supper with Mel tonight at a Memphis bbq restaurant. Bring on the meat, yo! It doesn't look as though Deb can make it, but hopefully we can see her at some point on Wednesday. 668 might drop by the restaurant to say hi, though. That'd be cool!