If one was bored, and decided to judge cities by their airports, Vancouver would be at the top by a long way. Spacious, clean, friendly, and there's even an oriental river running through it. Bag took a while to emerge but I wasn't in much of a hurry. Grabbed a taxi as Gordy said they were all electric, very quiet smooth ride, driver wasn't chatty though, so I gazed in wonder out the window.
Hostel is awesome, although no free wifi, most sturdy bunk beds I've seen so far. Very clean, showers, although having the traditional random controlling mechanism, is hot and powerful. I just need to explore now....
Thursday, 7 February 2008
Chasing The Setting Sun
Not been my most enjoyable flight, initially delayed due to unknown vague reasons. Plane is far too hot and I feel exceptionally under prepared for this. Eventually we take off and I play with the TV/Computer, slightly disappointed in my inability to crash it. I watch 3.10 to Yuma, which is pretty good and keeps my attention. Chicken Casserole served during, which is quit enice but I somehow lose control of my chocolate. It's a crazy town.
I watched the Sarah Silverman Show, which is pretty poor, and try and watch some Owen Wilson fil set in India, which proves dull and I give up. Read A Concise Chinese-English Dictionary For Lovers, it's a novel I'll have you know. About a Chinese girl coming to London to learn English, and falling in Love. It's given me the annoying desire to write in broken English and in the present tense, I'm far too influenced by everything. I sleep for a while but wake up feeling groggy, dirty and suspicious of my mental state. Since then, I've been reading constantly every now and then admiring the permanent sunset out of the window as well as what could have been ice flows or lakes.
Had a quick was and coincidentally feel cleaner now, still don't feel like I'm ready for travelling. It appears the air hostess lady hates me and didn't give me a sandwich. I got this journal out to instill a sense of traveling, but I've just realised I've forgotten how to write interesting collections of letters. I do, however, have some cool, thin nibbed pens.
*1 minute*
Everything is good. I have black coffee and a sandwich invented by John Montagu, 4th Earl of Sandwich. Good show.
I watched the Sarah Silverman Show, which is pretty poor, and try and watch some Owen Wilson fil set in India, which proves dull and I give up. Read A Concise Chinese-English Dictionary For Lovers, it's a novel I'll have you know. About a Chinese girl coming to London to learn English, and falling in Love. It's given me the annoying desire to write in broken English and in the present tense, I'm far too influenced by everything. I sleep for a while but wake up feeling groggy, dirty and suspicious of my mental state. Since then, I've been reading constantly every now and then admiring the permanent sunset out of the window as well as what could have been ice flows or lakes.
Had a quick was and coincidentally feel cleaner now, still don't feel like I'm ready for travelling. It appears the air hostess lady hates me and didn't give me a sandwich. I got this journal out to instill a sense of traveling, but I've just realised I've forgotten how to write interesting collections of letters. I do, however, have some cool, thin nibbed pens.
*1 minute*
Everything is good. I have black coffee and a sandwich invented by John Montagu, 4th Earl of Sandwich. Good show.
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