I celebrated not having to actually run in that marathon (especially after the wind picked up and the temperature dropped) by treating myself to a coconut mango bubble tea from a brand-new-on-the-scene food truck that specializes in Vietnamese subs and enormous smiles.
With apologies to Vancouver, that was by far the best bubble tea I have ever had. Despite the fact that I was only half done when a snow squall struck. Surely not my fault.
Gung Hey Fat Chow, everyone!