Photo TARDIS, April 2007 (or: "If a picture ever paints a thousand words, I'll run a mile")

Random photography from the past month. Try to keep up!

First, random rabbit-driven advertisement:


The road up to Squamish:





Just south of Squamish is Shannon Falls. Which looks like this. Quite something:






At Squamish is a railway museum. They have a dozen or so restored carriages from the age of steam, including this Post Office coach in which very hard-working people sorted the mail while the train was on the move, using a filing system that looked like this. Remember they're travelling at seventy miles an hour on rickety wooden tracks while doing this job.


And here are the mailbags ready to receive the sorted mail:


Bunny inna train:


Now this is a snowplough!


Panda the traindriver!


They also had a restored 'executive's carriage'. This is literally a mobile office where a railroad executive would conduct business on the move. It was like a hotel suite on wheels. The woodwork was exquisite. Curvy corridors. Private servant with his own room. Private chef and kitchen. Private bedroom. How the other half lived...










Onwards to Squamish:






And here we are. You might remember in the blog for that weekend I mentioned how bizarre it is to be in a place which looks exactly like a typical American main-street town except that it's completely surrounded by mountains. Well, hell, take a look:




And then we drove home. The southbound lane is closer to the precipice so the sea view on the return trip is better. Feast your eyes on this:






Did you know the sun actually produces lens flare even without a camera involved? Check out this massive corona. That's what it looked like to our naked eyes:




A brief pause to show you this. Can't remember if I posted this at the time (April 4th, according to the camera):


And now we'll take you to the outside of Vancouver Art Gallery.


Some 'art cars' are parked outside. What's an 'art car', you ask? Thank you, that's my cue:



No photography inside the art gallery, of course. To compensate for your loss, how about I show you some photos of unlikely Canadian pharmaceutical products?



I remain terrified of scary mannequins. Sears (the big Boots), take a bow:


Another panda-sponsored restaurant, can't be bad:


No matter how you try to hide it in massive tarpaulins, everyone's still gonna know it's a skyscraper:


Spotted on the way home from the cinema where we watched the Oscar-nominated shorts. Clearly the posterboard design was potentially too complex for the focus group of somewhat-drunk pedestrians, so they stamped BEER across it to make absolutely sure you'd know you were standing outside a liquor store:


This is Susan, she's in the choir. She moonlights as a tenor and therefore counts as a goddess. This was taken at the mad dance on Granville Island in middling-late April when I danced for about six hours straight and then walked home several miles in the rain with only a meatball sub for company. Great night!


We went for a walk around North Vancouver and found a nice little floating pier. It was a sunny day and we were very happy. This is us: Gil and Sarah Jaysmith. If you're reading this in England: we wish you were here.