Friday, August 24, 2007

Sleepless in Vancouver.

I was in Vancouver this week for what felt like five minutes. One of those "blink-and-you-miss'em" kind of trips, really. Lots of hours were logged in the airplane, plenty of music magazine articles got read, pretty decent meals were inhaled (and just getting asked if I wanted gravy with my fries about made my day), business was conducted, questions were asked, notes were taken and ... and we were pretty much on our way back, way too bleary early in the morning. It's helpful then, that we travel with a photographer (Marc) who snaps shots like my great-Aunt June does. Both never stop. Only difference is she opts for disposable cameras while he lugs around a big Nikon. The best part's that, at the end of a whirlwind trip like this one, we've a few photographic evidences to fall back on. Here are a few:











(P.S. Plewe, does this last one count for my bday present to you? Hope so.)

7 comments:

aisy said...

gravy is one thing, but did you get some poutine?

plainoldsarah said...

i want to take along a professional photographer with me when i go to work. i think that might make my surroundings look more exciting like yours.

Dainon said...

I couldn't find any poutine. Believe me, I was looking, too. Poutine does to me what doughnuts do to Homer.

*drool*

ewesa said...

yep that counts, thanks Dainon!! very artistic, like unto a fish face! but blurrier and less puckery.

k8 said...

i would kill for your job Dainon. i wouldn't kill you though so don't worry.

Judd & Amberlynn Whiting said...

Aunt June eh? That gives me a pretty good idea!

aisy said...

d, that's sad. the harvey's at the calgary's airport even has poutine... not as good as new york fries version but it did in a pinch.