Monday, August 25, 2008

Our last day in Vancouver today. We need to pack up and get back on the train this afternoon. Dean is currently bent over his luggage, looking like he is doing CPR chest compressions, as he tries to pack in his clothes. Why does it always seem like more when you are going back home?

Had a fun day yesterday despite the constant rain. We took a huge umbrella from the hotel and walked together arm in arm underneath it for most of the day, window shopping downtown and going to galleries. Tres romantique! We saw this amazing exhibit at the Buschlen Mowatt Gallery, where there was one of those old LOVE statues from the seventies next to this amazing metal sculpture a sitting man all made of letters of the alphabet (the picture here is of another version of it located in somewhere in Spain). It is by Jaume Plensa, who is a from Barcelona. If I ever get a second edition of WWotB I'd chose it for a book cover.

After dinner we decided to go to the Cathedral across the street to hear Gregorian Chant before bed. We are not very religious at all, but we love the sound of those male voices singing acapella. We were so bummed that it was an all-women group! It was beautiful, but just not quite the same. And the guy with the incense looked like Igor, and he was smoking the whole place up. People were coughing, and we had to leave.


Premium T. said...

Religion just ain't what it used to be.

Peter said...

T: Us collapsed Catholics have pretty high standards, don't we? hehehehe

Premium T. said...

Damn right!