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Toronto, Canada

If I had to describe Toronto in one word, and one word only... It would be... "better-than-Thunder-Bay". Hyphens make more than one word into one word right? Good, I thought so :) The Greyhound ride to Toronto from Thunder Bay was actually not as harrowing as I thought it might be. Probably because we're getting used to these ridiculously long bus rides. If I had to guess. Still, there were moments when I thought I was going to go troppo. But it never happened.

The hostel we're staying in here is pretty awesome. Not far from the bus station, you walk past the University of Toronto and down the equivalent of perhaps Brunswick St and then you're more or less there. A short walk. It's been hot though, so we were absolutely stinking. Sweet everywhere. Yuck. Not to worry, we got to check in and put away our stuff no hassles. The "Much Music" awards were apparently happening on the main road, outside one of the major Canadian TV stations. As Hilary Duff, Avril Lavigne and myself have all had a falling out over a bagel recently we snubbed them and didn't go to watch the performances, had a bite to eat and generally pottered around.


University Street
The Monday however, we got our act together in the early afternoon and headed out for some sight-seeing. Not before some bacon and eggs, though. Essential sight-seeing food if you ask me. There seem to be a lot of statues around here. To be perfectly honest I got a little bit bored of reading all of the descriptions on them. So I stopped after the first one, but that didn't stop me from taking a ridiculous number of photos. I was surprised to find that me and my trusty steed Oreo had been immortalized in Bronze in the middle of a Canadian city park. We were pretty happy about that though (Oreo and I).

Whoa! Me and Oreo in Bronze
This city is actually really beautiful, and reminded me of Melbourne more than Vancouver ever did. The fact that it reaches as low as -30C on a regular basis during winter would probably convince me otherwise though. Still, we had a pretty sweet time walking around and generally checking out the tourist trail. Of course, we couldn't go to a city without checking out the brewery that was closest to our hostel now could we? The Steam Whistle brewery was only a stone's throw away, so we headed there for a well deserved pilsner and free bottle opener.

Inside Sweet Brewery
This brewery was pretty sweet, they fed us up with free samples, took us around, told us history and generally had a laugh with us. Not a bad craic at all. Lovely hospitality. bit tipsy and full of great ideas we decided to head up the world's tallest building as our very next activity. Of course, I'm talking about the CN tower. This thing is stupid large. I mean, like really stupid. What I found really interesting about the place is that someone actually bothered to drop an egg down the middle of the thing (obviously on the inside) and make it not break. Now, I'm not adverese to the occasional frivolous activity, but seriously... An egg... 300 meters of air... and the ground. "Gee, let's see if we can make it not break!" . I just hope tax payer $$$ was not involved!

Dreaming of falling?
A bit more walking around, taking photos and general pottering and that was our day. Sadly we missed the second brewery tour that we were planning on doing at another of Toronto's local brew houses, but we did pop and see the "Music Garden" that was designed with the help of Yo Yo Ma and some other notable music types. While not overwhelming, it was nice to see some purdy flowers and take some piccys and stuff. Didn't really see how the trees related to the garden, but seeing as I don't have perfect pitch and I can't read the sheet music that was on all the placards, I think I was always going to have trouble with that. After a real espresso coffee, a couple of pints of beer and some poo-tine, we now find ourselves in the hostel, looking forward to our dinner.

Hope everyone is well and having a nice time! Niagra falls and Montreal tomorrow!


Yo Yo Ma's Purple flower

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Jump in the waterfall, it's REALLY safe!

Thunder Bay, Canada

Leaving Saskatoon to go to Thunder Bay was a slightly sad experience. It had been absolutely fantastic to see Stu and hang out for a week or so. Also, meeting Amanda and Andrew was great! Arriving into Thunder Bay after 20 hours on a bus was... Interesting. The cab driver at the Greyhound station insisted that the place we were going did not exist. "Do you wanna stay at the Super 8 motel?" "No, please take us where we asked to go" "Ok, but I'm pretty sure you want the Super 8, Machar St is pretty sleazy" "Please, just take us to this address" "Ok". Right, so we arrive at the hostel, open the door and we're greeted directly by the owner! They must have known that we were pretty important. Lovely lady, more of a converted house than hostel, but the welcome was sensational. So we settle in, decide to go shopping for some food (side note, it's pissing down with rain). So we head out, find the the local supermarket is shut due to lightning strike and power outage. No problem. Head back, get changed for a nice pub dinner, lock the room, asking for a key on our return. We stumbled on why the cabbie told us Machar street was a bit sleazy.

Sleazy Street
About four porno stores, less than a two minute walk away. Sarah was in heaven. They had private "viewing" rooms in them too apparently. I know if I open a porno store, that is going to be in BOLD print on my sign. Sadly the pub was full, so we walked, bought our staples (bacon and eggs) and headed back to the hostel. The nice hostel owner then informed us that she was unable to locate a key for our room. Which was locked. I managed to find the key, un-marked on a coffee table next to the sofa. Weird. So after a pretty hectic/weird day we retired for the evening. Although we were invited to the farmer's market in the morning we didn't go (I thought Sarah would try and sell me to a farmer).

We did however take up the invitation to go to the falls and river with the hostel owner. "You can jump in, it's really safe" was what we were told. The falls however look like this:


Jump in this... yeah... right
and the water was pretty high. Neither Sarah or I were game, although seeing as Sarah hasn't tried to murder me recently, I guess she egged me on a bit. Now, this wasn't exactly the kind of place that everyone gets to visit in Thunder Bay. We had to trespass, lead by the hostel owner and we had to park the mini-van in some out of the way dirt road and put the hazard lights on. So seeing as we'd gone to all that effort, we weren't leaving without someone jumping into the waterfall. Of that much we were fairly certain. Carlos, the awesome Spanish dude we met at the hostel was going to be the one that took up the challenge.

Brave Spanish Carlos
And just to give you some perspective of the size of these falls:

Clever guy
This is one of five locals jumping in to the wash from about 5 meters. Crazy.

Look at my "piece" (not really ;) )
We were lucky enough to get taken to another locals only swimming place by our intrepid hostel owning guide. It was pretty awesome there too, although there were no falls. There was however a nice rocky outcrop to jump off! Brilliant! Another local who happened to be there showed us how to climb up and generally jump off logs etc. Don't worry Mum, I was very careful, and I'm pretty sure my travel insurance covers falling off cliffs that were climbed for the purpose of jumping! It's fine!

Post days excitement, we headed to the Greyhound station and waited for the bus. I think I had the misfortune of eating the worst hotdog on earth. No photos sadly, but trust me, it was horrid. Our all too short time in Thunder bay ended, but the excitement was not over yet. The Police arrive at the bus station, I was worried they'd find out about that key of "H" that Sarah is smuggling for the cartels, but it turned out they were dropping off Big Ted and his accomplice from certain crimes committed in Thunder Bay. The nice policeman wouldn't leave until he saw the crooks get on the Bus with us. This made me a little uneasy at first, but I didn't catch either of them trying to half inch any of my stuff during the bus ride.


Everyone can afford the Greyhound, even Big Ted

On to Toronto

permalink written by  haveyouseenmypassport on June 18, 2007 from Thunder Bay, Canada
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Banff, Saskatoon and Emma Lake

Prince Albert, Canada

It would seem that there is a city missing from every Australian map. Perhaps that would be better phrased as “every map of Australia”. Apparently Banff, Alberta, Canada is also a city in Australia. “What?” you say, well it’s like this; after the magic of Lake Louise and the Banff national park, we left early in the morning for Banff. Upon arriving at our hostel, we were… well, I want to say greeted, but that’s not really the case. We were tolerated by the front desk attendant, who was gracious enough to inform us that check-in was not until 3pm (It was 8:30am). We could put our bags in their storage locker. Sorry, by storage locker I mean trash pile behind a broken fence. I wouldn’t have been so offended if it weren’t for the slack mouthed Australian chick pouting so much about doing her job. Ok, fine. It was fine. I calmed down after a bacon and egg McMuffin. It then became apparent that the people who weren’t speaking Australian (yes, that’s Australian) were the tourists, all the people who were speaking Uztray-yun were in fact the locals. The scenery was pretty and we did manage to meet some people who weren’t from Australia, but overall I have to say that I was disappointed with Banff. Certainly not a patch on Lake Louise. I think the skiing and snow boarding is the big thing there, so seeing as we were there during the cross-over between snow and sun, we were probably a bit unlucky with the weather. Not to worry though, we managed to hike a bit too! Sarah was leading me out of town when we came to what looked like a walking track. “Let's see what's down there" said Sarah "Ok" said Tom. So we wandered down this track. I couldn't help but feel like I was being led down the garden path. I can confirm that bears do indeed sh*t in the woods. We didn't catch Yogi pinching one off or anything, but we did find what appeared to be bear poo. It might not have been, but it was fun to say that it was. We did manage to see a deer, but it was scared of Sarah so it ran away. Fair enough really. hehehehee. Only joking. So after a hike up Tunnel Mountain and a few more snap shots, we headed back to the hostel, checked our email and headed for Saskatoon! Only a 15 hour bus ride, pretty short by our standards really.


Rockin' out with Stu
When people told us that Saskatchewan, which is the province that my mate Stu lives in, was flat, I sorta went "yeah yeah, course it is, whatever". Now I realise why they felt it necessary to mention. I don't think we actually made a turn between when we crossed from Alberta to Saskatchewan until we were about 10kms from the bus depot. Stu arrived at 05:30 to pick us up, sporting an Australian flag and chanting Aussie Aussie Aussie! We were most impressed! So not have seen Stu for a couple of years we had to do all of the mandatory catching up and general banter. I'm sure that Sarah was bored out of her mind, not having been present for most of the stories we were reciting. Excellent to catch up. No sooner had we arrived though and we were on our way again with Stu, Amanada and Andrew, Amanda's son.

You know we need a lot of stuff
We need quite a lot of stuff for four days away, and we made sure that we jammed everything into Stu's VW Jetta. Nice little car that one. So the two hour-ish ride to Emma lake was FLAT. I mean not one hill on the way. Sure, over say 20kms we might have gone up or down a foot or two, but really, it is that flat. Upon arriving at Stu's cabin, Stu entertained all of us by squealing when he went into the cabin to clean out the spiders. We were most impressed with his show of courage and stoic resolve to rid the cabin of cobwebs. You'd think with all the travelling that we'd be pretty well relaxed by now. It turns out we weer able to get even more relaxed by spending a few days at the cabin. The most active thing we did was probably canoeing, but it was with a difference. We were towing a dingy behind us with Andrew and Amanda in it for a bit, then we were towin Stu, then they got to tow me! Sounds pretty fair really.

Don't get any ideas Sarah

One of the higlights for me about Emma lake was the opportunity to buy fireworks! Not a brilliant idea after a few cans of lager, no, but we bought a "Dragon's Egg" and set it off. We were completely sober anyways, so it didn't matter. You can tell we hadn't been drinking because the video of the rocket going up has my not drunk maniacal laugh in the background when the rocket goes off! Sweet!

The dock at Emma Lake

After our four days at the lake it was time ot come home. Stu had to go back to work in Saskatoon. Poor bugger. Hat off to him for not calling in sick though, I know I'd be tempted. Especially if there were a few drinks in it for me. We've basically been sitting around and updating blogs/photos/emails for the past day now. Stu has brilliantly let us hog his internet connection, so we're pretty stoked. Next stop is a place called THUNDER bay. Hoping to see some THUNDER there. Then it's Toronto. WOOWOOO!

Hope all are well.

Tom



permalink written by  haveyouseenmypassport on June 13, 2007 from Prince Albert, Canada
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I'm an Extra Terrairian

Lake Louise, Canada

Well, I've managed to slack off and not keep up the whole one entry per week. Sorry about that, I'm sure you're devastated, but I've been pretty busy you know! Can't just sit around writing blog entries all day. For God's sake! Right, so let's finish off the Vancouver chapter of our story shall we? So I finished up my week and a bit with West Coast Air. I must admit, I did have a rather pleasant time of it. Everyone was lovely and the work wasn't too hard, so it was winners on all sides really. Thursday was the day of cleaning. Megan was to return home on the Saturday, so I wanted to get everything tip top. Did you know that if you accidently inhale oven cleaner, it burns your lungs and throat!? Well it does! I wasn't doing anything other than cleaning the oven with oven cleaner, but none-the-less, it was a fairly unpleasant experience. Friday was more cleaning and generally sad to go from the house, that was until Sarah came home and we went down to the beach for a BBQ with Sarah's mates and their "Smokies". Smokies are kinda like the equivalent to the good ol' Aussie snag from coles. Not much meat in it, but extremely tasty! a few drinks and smokies later and we headed to Simon and Amber's for a drink, then Sarah and I said our goodbyes to many peeps that were good enough to turn up. That wasn't fun. Sad to leave, but happy to move on is the only way that I can put it.

Saturday morning we moved out of our place that we had called home for an all too quick three months and headed back to Amber and Simon's. Looking for something to do, some bright spark came up with the idea of heading to "Wreck" beach. Well, yes, the place is wrecked. That's because of all the nude weirdos there. Don't get me wrong, it's fine for them to be there. I suppose it is a nude beach after all, but it was... unpleasant. Basically there didn't seem to be many naturists there. I'm sure there were some, no doubt. The majority of people however seemed to be off their faces on one substance or another and just looking to get nude. I can now say I have been to a nude beach though. Fortunately, clothing was "optional". We opted to keep our clothes on. After such a disturbing experience I wasn't sure if I was going to cope with all-you-can-eat Japanese and Korean BBQ. But I struggled on! It was AWESOME! Basically for those of you not lucky enough to have experienced it, there is a nice big grill type thing in the middle of your table and you order lots or marinated meats and cook them for yourself. I know what you're thinking, "What kind of idiot pays a restaurant so that they can go and cook their own food?" Well, apparently lot's of idiots. It was SUPER tasty though, so we had fun. Once again there were a few more drinks at Amber and Simons and we turned in for the night.

Our last afternoon in Vancouver couldn't have been more ideal. Sunday arvo, we headed down to a rammed Kits beach for Bocce, picnic and yes, surprise surprise some beers! Brilliant! We lost Bocce, but won the race to the Esky, most of the time actually. Heading to the Grayhound station a bit light headed we were deifitely feeling sad that we were leaving, yet so excited it was time to go and see some stuff! WOO! Grayhound buses, for those of you who are wondering are not exactly... luxurious. They are enough to get from where you are to where you're going, but don't be surprised at the lack of lavatory technology. There is a hole. And it has blue stuff in it that smells bettter than poo, but not better than no blue stuff or poo. Sorry for being so crude, but it was something that I'm probably going to be scarred for life with. It's ok Mum, I'll survive. Right, the 15 or so hour bus trip to Lake Louise wasn't that bad at all actually, we just had a quick snooze and lots of looking at the pretty mountains. Sadly the bus was moving too quickly for piccys.


Nice shiny lake (possibly my best pic ever!)
Here in Lake Louise, the scenery is just stunning. There will be photos added to this blog sooner or later, but the internet and I are having a disagreement at the moment. Nothing serious, just a lovers tiff. Right, so we get here, dump our bags at the hostel and go hiking! Sweet, the trails were pretty nice, well trodden and clear. Getting to the top was easy and walking around lake Louise really was a nice end to the afternoon. Coming back down to the hostel wasn't without it's leg pains, but it was alright. Now, for some reason two people who try to start chainsaws with their sinus cavities checked into our room. Hostelling isn't as great as they would have you believe sometimes. So, if you SNORE like a constpated T-Rex, maybe you should consider other people's mental health and get your own room. Please.


Me and Oreo, we're good buds
Now I've got that out of my system, Tuesday (today) we had a smashing time horse riding. That's it folks, you heard correct. Tom has now ridden a horse. It wasn't without it's challenges. Oreo (my trusty steed) did attempt to go home early at one point and he was having none of my attempts to re-direct him down the way that we were supposed to go. Our guide, Steve, sorted him out good and proper though, so we were back on good terms (me and Oreo). Two and a bit hours of riding later and Oreo got a bit spooked by some other horses coming up behind us. I'm convinced that it was my pure skill and horse whispering abillity that prevented a full blown bolting. Sarah seems to think that it was Steve grabbing him and getting in the way that stopped a bolting. I like my version better. But whatever.


So now it's now and I'm pretty zonked!

Hope all are well!

Tom

permalink written by  haveyouseenmypassport on June 5, 2007 from Lake Louise, Canada
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Clambashing?

Sechelt, Canada

Ok, this wasn't really in Sechelt, it was on an Island called "Nelson Island" which is off the West Coast of Vancouver, and between Vancouver Island and Vancouver! Unfortunately Sechelt was the closest that we could get our little Blogabond map! And it's not surprising really, considering that Nelson Island has a full-time population of 0! The thing is this Island has a bunch of holiday homes on it and we were lucky enough to be whisked away by Shannon and John. Hilarity does not ensure, but it was a SWEET trip anyways!

==> Taking a step back for a moment, unfortunately it was a fairly un-eventful week. The highlight was possibly when I got to fill envelopes with bits of paper for the BC Education something or other. The lucky bit was that I was in an office with another temp who was ok with my constant blabbing on about general rubbish and life. So, thanks Heather, I needed to be a motor mouth, just like most days!

Now, back to the most awesome weekend ever. Our preparation was mostly done on Friday night. By most, I mean all of our alcohol shopping. We decided that one bottle of Bacardi and one bottle of J&B was going to be enough for us to get through the 2.5 days away. We were right. But anyways, we packed our bags and watched Teev until really late so that we would sleep. This turned out to be the less wise idea as we were absolutely shattered in the morning when Shannon and John picked us up at 6am. Still, we were so pumped about going to a private island (I was having visions of Skaramanga's lair, but that might just be cause I saw a man with three nipples), and generally having a lot of time off. The drive was nice, the scenery was pretty sweet and I kept on getting into giggle-loops because Shannon and John are pretty hilarious at the best of times. They were telling us all of the Canadian slang for various things, not all of which are blog friendly! So we arrived at the marina and got on Shannon's Dad's boat and headed over the rolling ocean to Skaramanga's lair (for anyone scratching their head right not, that is a James Bond reference: The man with the golden gun. You know, the one with "Nik Nak" the psychotic midget servant). So, we land the boat at Shannon's private jetty

and we're looking straight at the cabin! SWEET! Incidently, the boat that we got there in is parked in the photo, the photo was from when we were out in the dingy, cheating death>>> But more on that later. We were greated by Trudy, and sat sraight down for lunch. I must admit that I was looking for Nik Nak for a good portion of the time. I was however disapppointed as he did not appear. SO, we had plenty of time for doing outdoorsy type things as there is no teev in the cabin. I was a little surprised that I managed alright without it. After about 2 hours I didn't even notice there wasn't one! I have learned a few new card games. Actually, I learned them, but now I forget. Already. God damn you teev.

On this Island, there are a number of lakes for us to visit. We only got around to hiking to one of them, but it was pretty amazing. Just as in previous Canadian forrests, this one also had no smell. So weird. We did find a metal tap in it's natural habitat of the Canadian wilderness.


Smaller lake on Nelson Island
Arriving at the lake we weren't disappointed with the view. This picture simply doesn't explain how pretty it was, but hopefully you get the idea. On the hike back from the lake Sarah cried out in pain, for no apparent reason! Then we discovered she had fallen victim to a Tick! Not the kind that you want on your homework in grade 2, with a big red pen, no the kind that give you LIME DISEASE! We didn't know about the lime disease at first, Shannon's Dad filled us in later. It was a pretty gross insect that was sucking the blood from Sarah's belly region. It was Alright because Dale removed the tick without incident. Apparently the mortality rate for tick victims is quite low. Still, we were pretty impressed. So after that excitement we decided to go boating!

This was when were in the dingy. I'm not a huge dingy fan to be honest, but I'm prepared to give most things a go. So out we headed around the little bays that the Island had. It was amazing, some of the houses that have been built on this Island are just stunning. On cliffs, next to the forest


Purdy boat and water
whatever. It was sweet. Just a few moments before this shot was taken a man went past in a sea kyak/canoe thing. He nodded, although he didn't wave as I think he was too busy holding the rowing sticks. Still, it was nice. Life's better boating as they say here! So while enjoying the scenery and waving to other like minded "boaters" we were unawere of the danger lurking in the water. No, not a shark, not a croc. I'll give you a hint "It's big, it's heavy, it's wood!"... That's right you guessed it. A log.

Killer Log!
We hit this one despite me shouting "LOG". I was later informed that the most appropriate thing to have said would have been "LOG!!!" followed by the direction that the log was in. Thanks to pretty quick thinking on Shannon's behalf and some damn good log spotting by me, we only hit it at a crawl. Sarah's face was rather amusing. Sadly I dind't get a picture of it. Not to worry.

Our next major expedition was prawn hunting the following day. We managed to score a couple of shrimp and one rather large prawn that Sarah and I got to eat. Dale and Shannon told us that some Summers all you can eat is prawns cause you catch so many. Not this time, but not to worry! They were awesome. Tasty little buggers. Kinda cute and innocent looking, while they still had their heads attached anyways.


Prawn hunt with Sarah and Shannon's Dad

The next morning we pretty much cleaned up and went home. We were absolutely shattered from all of the activities and no teev. Thanks you so much to Dale, Shannon, Trudy and John. We had an absolutely sensational time! Seeing something off the tourist track was fantastic! We hope to return the favour to Shannon and John in Aus!


The gang on the Island

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Winding up the weeks

Vancouver, Canada

Ok! A busy week of not much this week! It's now Sunday, and while I feel like we've had a really busy time of it, the opposite could not be more true. Starting with Monday, we went and had a game of frisbee at Kits beach. Sarah still throws like a girl, insisting that I have to walk 30 feet to either my left or right to catch the frisbee that she "meant to put over there". I'm pretty sure that I got seven or eight times the exercise she did that day. I have decided that her attempt to kill me this week was clearly by running me on the beach so much that I would go into cardiac arrest. Obviously this did not eventuate. Phew! The feeling of Summer is getting stronger and stronger though, there were heaps of people at the beach on Monday night, so I imagine the weekends are getting pretty chockas down there.

Tuesday and Wednesday we managed to not do anything interesting at all... Well, not that I can remember, so it either wasn't that interesting OR is was so much fun and so interesting that I can't remember. I have a feeling that it is the former.

I was getting serious steak cravings Thursday evening. Once you've gone back to having pub food, you know you're in trouble cause you crave it more and more. I (having no will power or budgetry sense) forced a sit in at Bimini's tap house for a $10 steak. Brilliant! Once again cooked to perfection. I'm pretty sure it was anyways, mine only stayed on the plate for about 30 seconds. As for Friday, well, it was my last day at CLBC. The lovely crew there took me out for lunch to the pub across the road. Now, I had only been there a couple of months, but everyone was so lovely, they made me feel like I had been there for about 10 years! It was awesome! I had a nice burger, plenty of bacon on that one. Finished out the afternoon and said good bye to all the CLBC people. Sad to go, but happy to move on. I think that's probably the best way to put it. I'm really looking forward to getting moving across Canada and leaving work is just one step closer! But I would like to say a big thank you to everyone therefor making me feel so welcome, it was great!

As for the weekend, well, I can't really remember what happened, so it can't have been that interesting. There is no doubt in my mind though, that we had penty of time for beering and relaxing! I know for a fact that we watched "Return of the King" on Sunday, so that took up a good 3.5 hours and there was plenty of domestic work around the house. I even got a little bit out of control and bought a swifer. Yes, I was getting homicidal about the dust. I don't know exactly what it is about our apartment that makes it so dusty, but it sure is annoying when you sweep and 10 seconds later there is more dust. This could be affecting my decision to be a full-time house husband. But probably not.

Hope everyone is well and stuff. Only like 20 more days here in B.C. Probably less, I didn't do the sums.

Cheers

Tom

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My Mum says I look like a Mormon

Vancouver, Canada


Kits Beach Monday afternoon
You know, I was pretty upset when I found out that my clipper charger is at home. But I didn't think it would mean that I would be copping quite so much grief from this side of the world! This weekend Sarah and I went to another city here in BC called Burnaby. It's more of suburb than a city if you ask me, it barely took any time to get there on the train. Kinda like going from Ivanhoe to Greensborough. Anyways, there is this "Mall" there called Metropolis, and it's at the station called Metrotown. I kinda felt like I was in a Robocop film and the mega corp OCP were just around the corner. So this mall was pretty mammoth, but we couldn't really find anything that we should buy. Sarah did a pretty good job of avoiding killing me... Well, avoiding trying to kill me anyways. Alas, the only this that we were looking for (a webcam for using on skype) was no where to be found. Still, we were pretty tired and we didn't even get to have any beers. We headed back to town emptyhanded, but definitely enriched for the trip to the burbs.


The sun through polarised sunnies and clouds
In town we managed to find what we were looking for in a store called London Drugs. Now I find it awefully strange that the call pharmacies "drug stores" and that they don't just sell pharmaceutical goods. No, no they sell everything you can think of, including cds, dvds, computers etc etc. Sarah was standing in front of a 20" iMac and she was nearly in tears cause it was so beautiful. The sales guy was slightly bemused by her watery eyes and for a minute there I truly believd that we were going to see some water works. It was fine. We were further tempted to buy extra stuff though. At the checkout the She-Ra movie was on display next to the check out bloke. The guy's sales pitch was absolutely unreal: "Oh yeah! Man I love She-Ra too! So you wanna buy this or..?". We were nearly sold, the only thing that stopped us was that we're not confident that we'll hang on to it while we're gallavanting around.

Friday night we had poutine (POO-TEEN) at a local joint called Hell's Kitchen. I was pretty happy with the poutine, but sadly people here don't seem to understand that 330mls of beers IS NOT a pint. They do have some real problems in the service industry here. For a start, they don't know what measurements constitute a pint (in any bar I have been in at all!) and the workers only get a base wage of $8.00 per hour, so they are constantly trying to crawl up your arse to see if you want anything else. The other side of that is that tipping etiquette is to tip between 12 and 20% of the price. So the more they get you to buy the higher the tip is likely to be. It's really annoying when you're trying to have a conversation and someone keeps hassling you, even when you haven't nearly finished your drink. Regardless of all that whinging, we had a really nice time!


Near the yacht club in Kits
Thursday we'd been BBQing with Amber and Simon. True to form Sarah convinced me to drink too many beers, so I was a little bit drunk. Not so drunk that I was sick or anything, but I did have a pounding headache on Friday morning. It wouldn't have been that bad except that I had to go and file stuff. I have finally finished consolidating the file room. For some reason this means that I am now going to be doing morning reception. I'm not totally adverse to the idea of doing reception or anything... the executive P.A.'s telling me that I would need to wear a skirt and heels on Monday morning. I'm starting to wonder what kind of work place this is...

Only four weeks left in Vancouver! Plenty of opportunities for Sarah to try and kill us left! I'll keep you updated!

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Go Canucks!

Vancouver, Canada

I'm sorry that I don't like sport. I'm not sorry that I've become fascinated with this game of ice-hockey. Sarah keeps asking what I've done with her real boyfriend. I keep assuring her that indeed I am him and she shouldn't be concerend as I have not been body snatched by aliens with superior techonology and intelligence. I'm starting to wonder if she watches Star Trek Voyager too much. Waking up with a sweat and speaking "Klingon" should have been a good indicator that Sarah has had enough Star Trek in her life time, but it's not for me to impose rules on the TV now is it? Luckily we have two teles so we can watch the hockey and Star Trek both at the same time. The good news is that the Vancouver Canucks won game two against the Anaheim Ducks in a two overtime period thriller. But enough about hockey.

There have been some interesting events this week. Tuesday-ish apparently the storage locker area was broken into here in the apartment block. I was going down to inspect the damage when I met one of the other tennants. Now, apparently the block next door houses a crack dealer who "buys" stolen goods off local hobos using rocks of crack, which is why we have a hobo party in the car park of our building all weekend. I'm pretty annoyed about hearing this cause the hobos are really annoying when they are just sitting there and stinking up the area. Very sad and all that, but annoying, cause I don't want to live near a crack head stolen goods dealer. Very irritating. Don't worry John, the hobos don't attack anyone, they just sit there and be annoying. As we don't have anything in our storage locker, we were lucky and nothing was stolen.

Thursday night my steak craving finally got the better of me. There just wasn't anything that I could do anymore, so we popped to a pub that has a $10 steak night. Had a bottle of BC's finest Cab-Merlot. Was very nice pub actually, the pub was pretty nice, large main area with a mezzanine that we sat at one of the tables on. So that was pretty nice. The steak was just fantastic. Not often is a steak cooked exactly how I ask for it, but the chef in this place definitely had his head screwed on. More to the point, it's not often that a $10 steak is really something to write home about, unless you're at the Doot. So we were pleasantly surprised with how nice the meal was. Especially for a tenna! Brilliant.

This entire six or eight weeks I was planning on chopping off my hair when the weather got a bit nicer, so I wouldn't have a cold melon. Trying to plug the charger that I brought with me for the clippers I found that it wouldn't fit!? Shocking I know! This has lead to my severe cultivation of a mullet.


Serious Mullet Action
I'm not sure how it's going. I have probably got more work to do in terms of shortening the top and lengthening the back, but I'm pretty pleased so far. Sarah keeps trying to cut off the whispy rat tail bit at the back, but I'm resisting pretty hard. If I can find a new charger for the clippers then I'm going to give it the chop as soon as possible. Failing that I'm concerned that I'm going to have to leave the old Whalies behind. I know, I know, that's pretty drastic, but it's nearly a kilo that I could lose in terms of backpack weight if I donate them to the salvos. We'll see.

This weekend is pretty much a sitting about and chilling. We did pop to IKEA Richmond (Oh my god, I was scared) for a fix of shopping that Sarah required. What is it with chicks and needing to go and luck at stuff that they're not going to buy anyways? I managed to amble around the entire IKEA at a pace that was conducive to my love looking at as much Scandinavian-Home-Furishing-Ware/s as she could handle. We escaped without buying anything, not even a shoe rack. A shoe rack is probably the thing we need most right now, I mean I have absolutely no where to put all my shoes. Oh well. We also popped 'round to a friend's house for a spot of surfing (couch type) and a couple of cans while eating Russian and other Eastern block region type foods, which were very nice. We called it an early night though. Sunday... Well, it's now Sunday and I'm pretty relaxed. In fact I'm so relaxed that I'm going to go and cook up some dinner and watch the tele some more. Brilliant!

Take it easy!



permalink written by  haveyouseenmypassport on April 29, 2007 from Vancouver, Canada
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Survived the fire!

Vancouver, Canada


Sarah tried to kill me with fire. She killed the book good too
At first I thought we were going to have another fairly normal, not very interesting week. Little did I know that on Thursday, Sarah was going to try to kill us by burning the house down! A tip for people with naked flames in the house, don't put your library books on top of them ok. It's dangerous kiddies. Charley says "Don't play with matches". Please go to this url: http://www.nationalarchives.gov.uk/films/1964to1979/filmpage_matches.htm for more information about what Charley says. It all turned out ok, seeing as I saved the day and removed the slain library book from the flames and doused it with water. I'm not sure what we're going to tell the library yet. Not to worry.

Now, for the rest of the adventure of Thursday! We popped to our local to watch the Vancouver Canucks play the Dallas Kings in the play-offs for the hockey here.


Bus riding! WOWOOO
Sarah inisisted on taking the bus and as it is still somewhat cold here at night, I agreed this was the best option. Of course what bus trip would be complete without a picture to document the event? That's right, no bus trip! Room 18 is this little restaurant bar near us that has 3 screens (about 11 shy of the doot, yeah) but it was a nice place to be watching the game. Packed out as well. They were about to have a lawsuit on their hands though, as we were sitting on the bench seat across the wall it broke. We were accused of being responsible by these locals:

Crazy Canadians who accused us of breaking bench chair
however they were very polite and were actually really good fun. Sadly I am not sure what their names were/are and I won't remember even if they had told me as I had been forced into drinking a large number of beers. These chaps had however made the adventure to Australia, one of them to Melbourne and the other one to Perth. They concurred that Canada and Australia have many things in common and are both very nice places. We were left pondering that thought as the Vancouver Canucks lost by a goal in overtime. This "ice" hockey is a rather exciting game actually, they belt the crap out of each other and hit the opposition with their sticks and everything. Kinda like Ultimate Fighting, but way better cause they have blades strapped to their feet. Friday morning saw regrets of drinking so much the night before as 7 hours in a file room with a pounding headache is rubbish no matter how you look at it.

Friday night did however hold some surprises. Sarah informed me that we were invited to a party with some locals. Needless to say, I was reluctant as I was still recovering from Thursday night, but I agreed... We played the following board games:
1) Poker
2) Cranium
3) How to host a murder
Now you'd think that with a list of activities like that it was going to be a quiet night in at the mortuary. Not the case. I have never heard more XXX rated conversations in my life. I wasn't even taking part! Sarah was sitting there blushing while the girl next to her told everyone how she pashed her best friend (also female) the week prior and that if we would like to see photos they were on her boyfriend's laptop. These Canadians eh. Crazy. So after a few more cans of "Pilsner" which is apparently the worst beer in Canada we popped home and crashed out.

Seems like it's crazy here alright!

Saturday I got cosy with the sofa.

Sunday we went and did walking trails in the forest around the University of British Columbia, which was pretty good.

On for another week of filing!

permalink written by  haveyouseenmypassport on April 21, 2007 from Vancouver, Canada
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Gathering dust and growing mushrooms

Vancouver, Canada

Well geepers.

A quiet week was ordered and subsequently delivered to us this week. While I was extremely excited to get back to work in the filing room, I was not ready for the pile after pile of work that had accumulated in my "in" trays. Wow, I was thinking tha tnothing would have happened over the long weekend at the office, sadly I was wrong.

But really, the only purpose of this blog update is to maintain my weekly updates.

No face merkins, hilarity, hiking or lunches being eaten by seagulls this week... I am getting pretty good at Texas Hold 'Em on the PSP though.

permalink written by  haveyouseenmypassport on April 15, 2007 from Vancouver, Canada
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