Wuxtry! Wuxtry!

But it's not a wuxtry is it Gil! It's just the regular weekly edition, and I didn't manage the daily thing at all. In fact I forgot about it till Megan mentioned she was reading the blog on Messenger this morning. All these loyal readers and no new content. Well, let me address that with this special catch-up photo edition of The Jaysmiths Hit Canada.

Let's start with these pics from when Dan and Kathryn visited. This is them, posing comfortably on one of the couches in our apartment block's communal lounge; at the time we had no furniture, so we sat and chatted down there:


And this is a closeup of the base of the couch. It's chained down! Presumably they have a big problem with bloody-heavy-sofa theft in The Carlyle.


A couple of Sundays ago we went for a very nice saunter around English Bay. The sun and the people were out in abundance. Herewith what we saw.

A cute little house we walked past on Nelson:


Someone had abandoned a small dinosaur on a bench in a park on Nelson:


"Sun's going down like a big bald head, it's Sharkey's night..."


It'sa me, Panda-o!


And where there is a panda there is inevitably a bunny!


The big First Nations sculpture at the tip of English Bay:


The English Bay area of downtown, plus Stanley Island, viewed from the sculpture:


Us. We're looking well, I think:


Lens flare: it's not just for computer games.



And now the inevitable comedy section:

These are our two 'roadkill' toys, Pan-Dah and Bun-Nee. Pan-Dah is slightly, er, slow, whereas Bun-Nee is hyperactive. Bun-Nee also has an endearing tendency to stand on her ears and run around to the tune of Baba Yaga's Hut:


This is Sarah trying to hide behind one of our lovely Egyptian cushions:


Do you dream of JOKKMOKK? You will now...


This picture captions itself:


Whereas this one simply scares me:


Alexis, we snapped this building some time back for you... here's a better shot:


And here's Derek the Dalek, dominating the old apartment the day we left it:


Random assortment time now, plus catchup from what we did last weekend. First, here is Vancouver train station, or one of them anyway, glimpsed from the Skytrain stop near my office (Stadium / Science World - very convenient for Telus World Of Science):


This, a coffee shop sign spotted by Sarah:


This, one of the four mosaics outside Stadium/Science World Skytrain. The others read Responsibility, Community, and, er, something else. Memory, most likely. They're in a wriggly line connected by pictures of tree branches. Sarah insisted on walking along each branch, making passers-by think she was drunk or deranged or both...


This is Telus World Of Science from a distance. Nope, not ripping off Epcot's Spaceship Earth at all. Telus World Of Science:


And Spaceship Earth at Epcot. Hmmm.

Meanwhile, back at Telus World Of Science, the panda sits very happily in a chair, having pulled himself up by his own bootstraps:


Whle the bunny plays a laser harp. Funky! Jean-Michel Jarre used to play one of these. But I bet his worked better for not experiencing random influxes of eight-year-olds (or bunnies).


This one's for Mike. The question has often been asked!


To gain readmission to Telus World Of Science, we had to join the Telus Tong. The indoctrination comprised two steps: (1) an ink stamp was applied to the backs of our hands, and (2) our little fingers were truncated at the first joint. Was it worth it? No! Did we get the tips of our little fingers back? No! Grrrr.


World's dotiest bird. Awwww.



Thus concludes the photo catchup. You may go now.