One of my goals is to write more. To make this blog just as much about words and my life as it is about photos. I read an article last night about Reese Withersppon in Elle magazine. I love her. She’s got an effortless beauty and likability about her that is so attractive. One of her directors, James L. Brooks, commented about her that she has,over the years, become less self aware. He goes on to say: “…self-consciousness is the enemy of being creative.” It’s so true. I want to write in a more stream of consciousness way because I think the more I delete and back space and perfect everything, the less real it is.
Day 3 in Vancouver and it is still raining. And it’s supposed to keep on raining all week long. It’s not so bad, it’s not non-stop rain and the sun does peek out every now and again. I actually don’t mind the cloudy skies so much. Not sure how I will feel after 3 weeks or 3 months of this weather, but I think the location makes up for it. As I said in my last post, I love the energy of this city. And I think Evelyn does, too. She seems to thrive off of it. Which is only natural since she is nothing short of an energetic child. We took a walk this morning down to the waterfront and she seemed in her element. She darted ahead of me numerous times, causing me to panic when she got too close to the road, but still seemed aware of what was around her. It was a game for her to wait for the light to turn green so we could walk. I forgot her gloves, so she strolled down Burrard street hands in pockets and her feet in wellies. The noises and people and buildings and activity don’t seem to scare her, or Theo for that matter. They both just seem content to take in all that is around them. I think this will be so good for them.
Further first impressions of the city as we get a little more acclimated each day…
1. If I have one complaint about not even this city, but this country, it’s the lack of the presence of Target. Apparently there is a similar store called Zeller’s, but I’m skeptical.
2. It rains a lot!
3. Tim Horton’s. When I asked what this was the bellhop seemed shocked (and maybe even a little insulted) that I didn’t know what this was. It’s a fast food chain, but they sell a pretty darn good cup of chicken noodle soup.
4. It feels very European. Or I should say British. Which makes sense since the Queen is on their colored money. But I just wasn’t expecting it to feel so close to how England felt. Fashion wise especially.
5. A lot of things feel smaller. For example, the deodorant I bought was definitely half the size of deodorants in the US (yet, ironically, twice the price).
6. There are a lot of Asian (middle eastern and eastern) people living here, and so far, they are the ones I’ve noticed who dress the best.
7. Lastly, I haven’t had a very good cup of coffee since I’ve been here. Tim Horton’s should just stick to chicken noodle soup, the hotel’s brew leaves something to be desired, and I swear the barista at Starbucks spiked my white chocolate mocha with vodka. I’m sticking to tea for now.
Until next time! Off to catch a few zzz’s with the kiddies…