In my world – yes.
The very first song my friend taught me how to play on the ukelele was Kelsey by Metrostation. The lyrics go something like “I’d swim the ocean for you x3”. But lately I’ve been spending more time on buses than I did for months during the school year. I wonder how long it’d take me to travel the width of the ocean via bus? Let’s have a minute to ponder…
I’ve firmly established my hate/love relationship with BC Translink. But all it takes is one bus driver to change all of that. I remember doing groceries earlier in the year. (Cheapest groceries? 10 minute bus ride on the #4 to Alma @ Paul’s No Frills) I had two huge bags in my arms and saw the bus coming so I started running. It could’ve left, the bus was absolutely packed with people but instead the friendly bus driver waited for me and grinned when I stepped aboard.
The transit system is fabulous don’t get me wrong. I can’t imagine not having my UPass and thank heavens I intend on staying in school forever until I get my Ph.D which means I’ll have one for a while (assuming I stay at YOU BE by the SEA). But it’s really fabulous in Zone 3. Zone 2 gets a little iffy and by the outskirts of Zone 1. Ford help you. Guess where I am, folks? Yup, the land of no buses.
I’ve made many voyages so far, twice gotten close to the brink of tears, daily venting on how unpredictable public transport is, many apologies later for tardiness I always seem to make it so let’s hope that BC Transit don’t fail me now!
Point is, I have a new appreciation for commuter students and am so please I won’t be one of them yet! I’m quite pumped to be living at Totem again next year. Already started designing what my door decorations are going to look like. How am I going to top last year? Crossing my fingers my friends are still willing to help me decorate by rasterbate photos of themselves onto my ceiling.
In other news, I’ve been keeping busy at the museum. This week spent lots of time in the museum archives with my cute little cotton gloves on going through sepia coloured newspapers from 1950. Even though I’m looking for advertisements and clippings on agriculture my favourite snippets to read include the many many many wedding annoucements and “Dear Doris” advice columns. Sixty years ago girls still had boy troubles and wrote in. What a surprise!
Volunteered at the UBC Alumni Weekend, which was a lot of fun. I’m not Arts One alumni. When did that happen? But really cool to meet some alumni who read just as many books as I did in first year. I can also proudly annouce the opening of the Buchanan Courtyard. It’s really great what they’ve done with the space considering that during the whole year I had no idea what kind of fountain water garden they were building away. But it’s here with light-up purple seats and a river! Arts kiddies, get excited.
Speaking of getting excited… get your towels ready, it’s about to go down. Everybody hit the deck and stay on your toes because it’s game #2 tomorrow! I’ll be hitting up downtown with the other thousands of Canucks fans (or as my oblivious Ontario mother likes to call the “Chunucks”) to share in the excitement of the Stanley Cup Finals. When I shrieked during Game #5 against San Jose, that’s when I knew I was a Vancouverite. Conversion complete.
Lastly, fresh fruit, zucchini/pepper sandwiches, veggie tacos and humungous salads for breakfast, lunch and dinner are making me feel like this healthy stereotype has also caught on. Oh, British Columbia, what have you done to me?! Hockey, healthy and happy? Now I have to recall what they say about too much of a good thing…
Enjoy the sunshine while it lasts! Go Canucks go!