Monthly Archives: September 2012

The crazy, the dull and the downright depressing…

The good thing about having my ears covered by three layers of extra woollen skins is that people don’t realise you’re eavesdropping on their conversations. One of my favourite current pastimes is not ‘people watching’, but more specifically ‘people listening’! You can separate what you hear into three basic categories:- the crazy, the dull and the downright depressing. I thought i’d share some of these little gems with you….

Crazy

“Where am I going?”. Philosophical

“So I said to him ‘open your mental notebook'” (Guy talk on Seymour st)

“Who has the best hedgehog service that you know?!” …try as I might, I still can’t figure this one out! Answers on a postcard…

Dull

“An’ then I just sat at the end of my bed for a while… An’ just went to sleep”
riveting

“Why would you wanna go for that long when you’re gonna be worried about Darcy doing this and that and constantly being bitten by mosquitoes?!” / “Ok ok how bout we leave Sunday morning?…” (middle aged couple having row on Robson st) …wish I was Darcy

“What do you think of terminal 5?”

Downright depressing

“Focus on getting some sorta security object, like a dog” (homeless guy to homeless novice on Davie Street)

The last one struck me deeply, sad because in one phrase it sums up the ‘darker’ side of Vancouver. There is a huge homelessness problem here due to the milder climate (birds fly south, homeless people come West). There’s so many that alot of them do tricks or write amusing signs in order to persuade you to part with your cash. But how on earth do you decide who is ‘worthy’? Kate and Chris had leftovers one night that they decided to give to someone on the way home…they passed a crazy half-naked 70 year old, a young guy sitting on the kerb rocking and moaning and a girl whose hand-scrawled sign said ‘Money for drugs please’ and then listed underneath all the drugs she wanted. All of these people were homeless and therefore equally deserving…right?! Anyway, it blew all of our combined ethical compasses to try and pick just one person out of this huge melee of people, so we placed it (wrapped) in a bin for one of the ‘binning entrepreneurs’ to find. Is this survival of the fittest in action?

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Oh I do like to be by the seaside…

Well, the unthinkable happened…we left the hostel. There were many broken hearts and tearful goodbyes to the terrible furniture and loud building work, but somehow we managed to ignore those enough to pick up our bags and leave. I say ‘we’ picked up the bags, I was in one, but still. We have now moved into our apartment, which is complete luxury in comparison. The bed is comfy, there’s a table I can sit at and Kate and Chris have just bought a massive new sofa/sofa bed so I can see I’ll be spending a lot of my time – face down, labels up – on there.

We have had a busy week. Or Kate has, anyway, as she has to go to work every day. I have mainly been sitting in bed and exploring when they’re both out. I did the Grouse Grind a few weeks ago! For those of you that don’t know, almost 2500 steps up about 2700ft in the air up a mountain. I know I do heights, but even for me it was damn high! Luckily I snuck into one of the baby harness constructions that some ‘super moms’ had on their back. They did the whole thing (in half the time it took Chris and Kate!) with a baby and me on their back!! mental! Amazing!

I do like to be beside the sea…
We also went pedal biking…in the craziest stretch of water ever! I like water, of course, but my swimming days are long over…and even in my youth I wouldn’t have been swimming along there! – too many massive ferries, yachts, speed boats, making colossal waves and trying to drown us. It was an experience that I don’t wish to repeat!, reminded me of my duckling days!

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