Today, sadly, I’m outta Vancouver. I’ll be back soon (March 29, I think); at this point, and in spite of today’s weather (or the drops of bird shit which just dropped in front of my hotel window), I could totally see myself living here someday. What a fantastic city. Up next (i.e., after a Starbucks run, a quick school visit and a meeting with Neville, Jr): Kelowna! I remember loving the Okanagan when I visited in 1996, and what with the way I’m feeling about British Columbia right now see now reason for this to change. And having said that: apparently it’s a city run by the Hell’s Angels. If anything is gonna alter my perceptions of Kelowna, a violent biker gang is as likely a candidate as anything else. We shall see.
Vancouver Divorce/Kelowna Marriage