I’m here. Vancouver. I keep thinking I’ll blog about how I am feeling about being here, but it hasn’t happened yet. Something about my expression in this photo captures part of how I feel though.
Stunned former Whitehorse resident comes to terms with transit, rain, and the big city. My deer caught in the headlights look is courtesy of a bus ride on the 98 express and the usual Friday night transit combination of drunk university students and an unstable personality yelling at everyone on the bus to “move to the back” and “why are you ignoring me?”