Last update 7/18/2005
Took taxi to B&B, US$30 with tip.
Staying at the White House of
Consider: Stay at the Kennedy School B&B next time. Much cheaper and potentially more fun.
Hooked up with Albert. Dinner at E-San Thai
restaurant. Not Isaan food. Good but
Attended odd but interesting talk by a woman named Caroline Casey that does Magic Activism (www.visionaryactivism.com).
Great breakfast at B&B. They were able to accommodate my lo-carb diet.
Hitched a ride with another guest over the
river to the old part of town.
Walked to the
Took bus to (22nd?) st. Had lunch at a
Took bus back to B&B.
Dinner with Albert at Acadia Restaurant. Excellent. Gumbo was excellent but with a strong shellfish undertone. Etouffee was good, but very light in color.
Afterwards we met up with a friend of Albert’s, then headed out to check out the very cool
Up early to get to airport in time for flight. Flight delayed a bit.
Arrived in Vancouver, no issues. Took taxi to B&B. CA$25 with tip. Staying at the Alma Beach B&B, on
The proprietor was not there when I arrived! Had to wait around for ˝ hour to be able to get in! Ugh.
Very hungry by the time I got out of there. Took taxi to
Took the water taxi to the
Headed back to the B&B.
Dinner at Lumiere (wow.) Insanely expensive. About CN$175 with tip and one drink. Opening with 4 gougeres, then Amuse Bouche of deep fried foie gras. Appetizer was a “lobster and shrimp salsa”, which is a weird name since it was really chopped lobster and shrimp formed into a ring mold surrounded by a little chopped olive. The main was a venison chop, there was a consomme course, mint soup, something with olive sorbet (!) on top. Desert was chocolate (French word for base), followed by a terrific assortment of migniardise. The whole dinner took about 2 hours. I decided to walk home to take the air and walk off some of the dinner.
Up early for an excellent breakfast at the B&B. Unfortunately it was nasty, cool, overcast and drizzling. I farted around to see if it would get better, but in fact the weather worsened. Eventually I headed out, taking the bus downtown to stop off at the HSBC building at (street x street), where they have the amazing 100’ fall pendulum swinging silently through the huge atrium.
Since it was now actively raining, I took another bus to
I took the bus to Gastown, which
continues to be amazingly uninteresting while still managing to attract throngs
of tourists. I wanted to go to
The bus was packed with more terrifying masses. It made every stop, getting hotter and more humid as more and more people packed on. Several times I considered running off and taking a subsequent bus, but I figured it would probably be awful too.
I got back to the B&B, changed my clothes, got together my stuff, and headed over to the folk festival in a light drizzle. Ugh.
The first night performers were uniformly boring. The weather was miserable. It was a definite downer.
Got up late, had another excellent breakfast, and dragged myself (late) to the festival. It was cold, sunless, and occasionally raining. The festival grounds were damp. I set my blanket in a spot in front of the main stage, then headed off to see some music. Within a couple of hours I finally started finding some great acts. Then the sun broke through. It was like someone flicked on a light switch. Everyone’s mood improved, the performances got better, the sun was wonderful. The whole day was magic.
Another day at the festival, but this day dawned sunny and hot. The performances were good, but not as good as the day before. A lot of times I chose the stage I wanted to see based on the amount of shade more than the style of music.
I’d planned to pack up and head over to UBC to see the arboretum, but when I was packing I couldn’t find my passport! I spent a couple panicked hours searching and calling the airport and the embassy to find out what to do. At the last minute I found my passport in a pocket of my carry-on which I never use. Whew.
The flight was delayed 1.5 hours. On this trip I was 3 for 3 on delayed flights. Hi Ho.