Yesterday was an awesome, gorgeous sunny day and so after my 2 1/2 hour session with my wonderful TCM/not-so-tiny-needle torture doctor...direct quote: "If the point is 'strong' like that, you know it's the right point"....'strong' being a euphamism that for being brought to instinctive in-hard-labour breathing (apologies to those who haven't had being at a birth/birthing and have no idea what I am talking about)...I went on a 3 1/2 hour holiday.First, to get into that holiday mode toute de suite, I walked a few blocks, down some scary stairs (should have had my whistle with me!) and hopped onto the wee ferry boat that after $3 and about as many minutes I was on an island!
All that sea air gave me an appetite so my first stop was the Indian food stall for a thali plate of curried cabbage, spinach and potato. I of course ate in the courtyard and as a tourist took photos of other tourists and had my photo taken.I told the group of Brits whose photo I had just taken, that they were getting a wildly incorrect experience of Vancouver weather and that before they decide that they want to immigrate here that they should know that this was our nicest day in seven months and that we have the same shite weather hear as they do in the U.K.
After lunch, I poked about some of the shops, did my part to help out the B.C. economy and then walked up to 4th to take the bus home. I still had a few minutes when I got home to sit in the sun on the back deck, hang some laundry on the line, watch the birds, delight in the blooming flowers and budding shrubs.
We made it through the winter!
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