There's really nothing better than being in what is essentially a foreign city with time on your hands. I walked down a street downtown and I swear it was like I'd never been to Canada before today. The feeling of not having to be anywhere for a particular time is pretty good, I can tell you. Almost as good as going into work and smugging it up with your former co-workers about not having to be there any more.
I think I've found the quietest place in Vancouver. I wasn't sure of it before today but now I'm positive; it's Sears. I went to the one downtown yesterday and the North Vancouver location today and they are both mausoleums. The toy department looked like it hadn't seen a customer in months, even the Iron Man figures looked bored. The top floor is the discount department, otherwise known as Where Clothes Go To Die. Even the muzak couldn't make it up that far.
Contrary to the last paragraph I have done more exciting things than visit department stores. I've been finding out which hire car companies let you drive into the US (most of them), rediscovering the library, increasing my visits to Tim Horton's and unsuccessfully selling my stuff on Craigslist. Okay maybe not that much more exciting, but I refuse to mention going to see Prince of Persia because it was crap.
I promise it will get more interesting. Especially when I don't bother taking out the insurance on the hire car and drive into a fire hydrant in Burlington.
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