Wednesday, March 23, 2016


Wednesday morning, this is more like the Vancouver I know - thick cloud and pouring rain. Especially unfortunate this morning, because I'm taking a float plane to Victoria soon and normally, the flight over the Gulf Islands would be stunning. However.

Off to visit Lani, who hired me for a tour shortly after I arrived in Vancouver in 1975, and who is now the same fierce eccentric she was then. Only now, perhaps slightly fewer drugs and less drink. Oh the Seventies - it's a miracle we're all alive. Viva Lani - the one and only.

People below running, biking, walking dogs on the seawall as if there's no torrential downpour. I'm a big city wuss.

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