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So here are a few quotes from Titanic.  First, some exposition from Lewis Bodine, discussing what he's learned about Rose.

"Look, I've already done the background on this woman all the way back to the twenties, when she was working as an actress. An actress! There's your first clue, Sherlock! Her name was Rose Dawson back then. Then she marries this guy named Calvert, they move to Cedar Rapids and she punches out a couple of kids. Now Calvert's dead, and from what I hear Cedar Rapids is dead!"

Later, after Rose has told her story, she adds a bit of an epilogue.

"That's the last time I ever saw him. He married, of course. And inherited his millions. But the crash of '29 hit his interests hard, and he put a pistol in his mouth that year. Or so I read."

Rose was an actress - probably a film actress from the evidence in the movie (Hollywood-style glamour shots, discussions with Jack about nickelodeons, etc.) - at a time when Caledon Hockley was still alive.  What are the chances that Cal would have seen Rose in a movie?  And what would he have done when he saw her?  Had a flashback of recognition that he brushed off as a coincidence?

Here's my elevator pitch:  Cal realizes it really is Rose and tracks her down.  Rose realizes that the life she's crafted for herself is in danger due to the sudden reappearance of stalker-Cal, and she needs to do something about it.  Maybe he just wants the diamond back, maybe he wants to ruin her for some perceived slight. Along the way, she meets the second great love of her life.

Does Cal shoot himself? Does Rose shoot Cal and make it look like a suicide?  Does her future husband, Calvert, do it?  Any of these lead to a much darker ending than the original movie had.

Now this does contradict her story, but it should be noted that Rose is not a reliable narrator.  She has crafted a story for a specific audience and it includes things she would not have personally witnessed (albeit, mostly things that were well-known about Titanic); leaves out important details (That diamond you're looking for? It's in my cabin); and paints her in the most flattering light.

And if you look at Gloria Stuart's face during that scene where she says "or so I read", there's just enough of a slyness to her delivery that you can easily believe she's hiding something. I think she's hiding a whole nother movie.

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I checked out of the Finsbury Apartments, happy to see them behind me, and made my way to King's Cross station to catch a train to Southampton. Here's the thing about being a tourist who's entire knowledge of London consists of stuff he's seen in fiction - you're assumptions are often wrong. I went to buy my ticket only to discover that all rail traffic in/out of London do not go out of King's Cross - How was I supposed to know that? Hell, I can get to Hogwarts via King's Cross station! Anyway, they kindly gave me proper directions to a different train station (they still sold me a ticket though) and I made my way there. What followed was a pleasant 90 minute train ride through the gorgeous English countryside.

After a few hops and skips, I was in Southampton. The train station was close enough to my hotel that I could have walked, but I opted for a bus instead. I checked into the Dolphin Hotel, which is noteworthy for two things, 1) Jane Austin had her 18th birthday party here, and 2) It was not turned into a smoking crater by the Nazis - a fate neighbouring buildings did not share.

Not mentioned: her epic rap battle with Jane Porter.

This was one of the nicer rooms I stayed in while in the UK. It was huge, had a wonderful bed, and a nice view of the High Street. And staying there felt like having a week's worth of claustrophobia drained from your psyche.

The point of the side trip to Southampton was to get my Titanic geek on. I'd found a brochure online, and I had a copy on me. Everything was stowed in my room. It was time to explore.

A great walk on a beautiful day - it was, and it was.

A quick note: I'm presenting this in the order on the brochure, but what actually happened was: lunch, museum (before it closed), work my way the sites on the map from north to south.

I couldn't fine #1 (the Postal Workers' Memorial and Book of Remembrance) since they were in buildings that had closed for the day. I did find #2, Titanic Musicians' Memorial. It's seen better days, being limestone that's been exposed to 100 years of pollution.

Titanic Musicians` Memorial

The Titanic Engineers Memorial was easily the most impressive of all the Titanic-related sites in Southampton.

Titanic Engineers Memorial

There were other memorials that weren't Titanic related. Some for notable people, some for events. There was, of course, a cenotaph. But the oddest of these was the remains of a tree in Palmerston Park (I think - there's five contiguous parks and I can't remember which one it was in). It was wrapped in rope and there were numerous photos attached. It had the ad hoc feel of a roadside memorial, but if a recent disaster had taken that many people, I'm sure I'd have heard about it. It remains a mystery to me.

Mystery Stump

Holyrood church was next to my hotel. It was the nailed-in-the-blitz building I referred to above.

This is the view from High Street:

Holyrood Exterior - High Street

And this is around the corner, on Bernard Street:

Holyrood Exterior - Bernard Street

It being after hours, I couldn't get inside to get a decent photo of the Titanic Crew Memorial.

Holyrood Titanic Crew Memorial

I also saw a pair of gargoyles that reminded me of Labyrinth.

But which one is Statler and which one is Waldorf?

Outside the hotel, unrelated to Holyrood or Titanic, is one of Queen Elizabeth II's anchors:

Note: It`s the *ship*`s anchor, not the Queen`s - her anchor is cleverly hidden.

This building is noteworthy for being the last place a lot of Titanic's crew slept before leaving port.

Former Sailors Home

And this is the Grapes. Noteworthy for being a good enough pub to save four crew members from death, because they stayed a little too late that day. Chantelle told me I should lift a pint here. Instead, I went out and had really awful Chinese buffet for supper. I should have listened.

You know, the pub where Leo and his Italian buddy won their tickets.

There was a whole cluster of Titanic-noteworthy locations at the south end - pretty much all of them related to the day to day business of running an ocean liner. Here's the old railway terminal:

Photos would be so much nicer without all the crap that gets in the way.

The hotel where the 1st class guests stayed:

It`s condos now.

And the building housing White Star's local operations. This was were relatives gathered to get news about their loved ones.

Canute Chambers exterior

The last of the southern memorials was actually within the entrance to the docks. As this is a working shipyard, I needed to ask permission from the guards to go in and take a picture. I think this was more to acknowledge that there's heavy truck traffic, then anything else. Anyway, I took my picture, thanked them, and left.

I`m surprised they simply didn't move it ten yards so that it was outside the gate.

SeaCity museum included a large Titanic exhibit, but also went into lots of detail about Southampton unrelated to Titanic.

All Titanic museum exhibits require a painting of the ship.

I want to say this is by Ken Marschall, but I`m just not sure.  It`s the safe guess though.

Marble Titanic clock. The one it corresponded to on the ship was wood, so looked somewhat different.

SeaCity Clock, sans clock

Finally, the SeaCity Museum urinals. I took this picture so I could forever marvel just how robust they are. Seriously, these things could be the last artifacts of humanity, they're that solid.

Truly, the palace of urinals.

My tour went into the twilight hours, and after supper I retired to my room, exhausted, and a little melancholy due to dwelling on a tragedy. Next morning would be my flight to Edinburgh.
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When you haven't been writing, there's always memes. In this case, [livejournal.com profile] catcetera tagged me on Facebook to describe ten books that had a big influence on my life. I'm supposed to tag three other people to keep the meme going, but I'm not a big fan of obligating people to do things for my amusement. I think it's a fun exercise, so I'll just tag "people on my livejournal feed who think it would be fun".

Onto the books, in no particular order:

1) The Demon-Haunted World: Science as a Candle in the Dark by Carl Sagan. Simply the best book on skeptical thinking I've ever read. The Baloney-detection kit alone is reason to have this book included in high-school curriculums everywhere. I've owned five copies of this book. They keep getting "loaned" out.

2) The Annotated Alice by Martin Gardner. This book is responsible for my love of Alice in Wonderland. It gave me a deeper understanding of the source material and triggered a love for nonsense verse and logical puzzles.

3) A Night to Remember by Walter Lord. Ballard's discovery of Titanic's wreck in 1985 may have triggered my love of Titanic, but it was Walter Lord's book that sealed it. Many books have been written about the details. This is still the best overview of what happened for the beginner. Titanic would be a historical footnote if it weren't for Walter Lord.

4) The Day of the Triffids by John Wyndham. What would you do if the end of the world happened? This book gave me my first taste of an everyman dealing with a cozy calamity. I've had a fondness for those stories ever since. This is also a zombie apocalypse novel if you squint hard enough.

5) The Chrysalids also by John Wyndham. This is the better of the two, and just the thing for my teenage self to dig his teeth into, especially when my teenage self was so horribly misunderstood by the hidebound grownups around me.

6) The C Programming Language by Kernighan & Ritchie. There are richer languages out there (C's descendants C++ and C# for example), but I still have a soft spot for C, warts and all, since it was the first programming language I truly grokked. Plus, any book that has sat on my desk, constantly used, for my entire professional life, must be influential.

7) The Stand by Stephen King. The first time I truly identified with one of the bad guys was this novel. I still feel angry that HEL didn't make the right decision.

8) Captain Canuck #4 by Richard Comely. This was the comic that got me into collecting - 'nuff said.

9) The Fionavar Tapestry by Guy Gavriel Kay. Modern characters transported to a fantasy realm? Yes please. The best example of that trope that I've ever read. Approaching the end, I dreaded that the ending could not live up to the wonder of the previous pages. My fears were unfounded - the last page was as good as it could be and let me put the book down with a feeling of satisfaction that few books have equaled.

10) ElfQuest by Wendy and Richard Pini. The original twenty issues were awesome. A pity they never wrote anything else. These books introduced me to Fandom and for that alone, they deserve a place on this list.
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The Calgary Science Centre is hosting one of the roving RMS Titanic Artifact Exhibits. This was, in fact, the same artifact exhibit I saw in Victoria in 2007.

Except this one seemed much smaller - like a bunch of the artifacts got left out due to some severe space restraints. The Science Center does not have a lot of room for exhibits. Is this why they're using the space now (before the Science Centre's move to their new digs)? Because they could maximize the space available and achieve some kind of minimum required by the exhibitor? If the new space had bigger exhibition space, I'd have preferred them to wait a year.

Anyway, this was different from other times I've gone in that I listened to a guide. Larry had lots of good Titanic stories that I hadn't heard before, so this was somewhat educational. Watching it I did get the feeling that it's something I could do - I've got lots of Titanic stories and a loud booming voice.

After the walk through, we went to the Science Centre's theatre for a presentation by Titanic historian Wayne MacDonald. There was also a draw for a print signed by Millvina Dean! It's probably a good thing I didn't win - I suspect RP would have mugged me for it.

After the presentation, the four of us (myself, RP, [livejournal.com profile] danceintheabyss and TA) went back to the exhibit and wandered around checking things out at our leisure. We also got to talk to some people involved with the exhibit - one lady showed us how to use a replica sextant and another showed my on a set of schematics where "my" stateroom was (you're given a boarding pass with the name of someone on Titanic - if historians know what stateroom you're in, it's listed). Apparently I had the shittiest room in first class. It was next to the engine room at the bottom of the first class decks.

Afterward we checked out the gift shop. This would be my third attempt to buy the schematics of the ship and the third time the gift shop in question was sold out. Alas.

All-in-all a pleasant evening spent on a hobby I don't get to indulge very often.
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I'm in tourist central, but that's OK because I'm a tourist.

We flew in yesterday and the day was largely uneventful. I got to spend less then an hour in Toronto, then we hung around Halifax airport for awhile while we waited to send [livejournal.com profile] garething's daughter K on to Newfoundland ahead of us. Rented a car from [livejournal.com profile] stephtopia's friend J then we went into downtown Halifax to check in at our hotel. Later, we hung out at Freemason's pub with J. We didn't even have to give a secret handshake.

This morning I got up quasi-early for a run along the boardwalk. Basically going from here to here and back. Unfortunately, I ended up bonking about 2/3 of the way through the run and ended up walking ten minutes of the route. This was due to the massive heat and humidity which my body (bred for northern-European winters and raised in the dry treeless wastelands of Alberta) was not used to.

We had breakfast at Cora's with Steph's friends J, C and V. Then we went to Peggy's Cove to check out the lighthouse and the several acres of bare granite that had been worn smooth by millenia of pounding waves. The rocks were quite warm and pleasant to walk on barefoot due to the ambient heat of the day. I offered Gareth a shiny penny to dive into the surf. Strangely he didn't take it.

When we came back, I decided to go to the Maritime museum while G&S opted for some quality time. The Maritime Museum had exhibits on Titanic and the Halifax Explosion. It was nice to see aspects of Titanic (namely Halifax's role in the recovery) that I knew little about. I suspect the others avoided the museum largely so they didn't have to otherwise listen to me pontificate about Titanic (I do go on).

It was my kind of museum. Big enough to be interesting, small enough that I didn't get bored with 300 different coins, or 500 kinds of butterflies.

Afterward, I had lobster at Salty's restaurant. It was good. Almost falling into Halifax harbour - not so good. In the middle, I managed to dump a full glass of ice water into Steph's lap. Normally this would be bad, but it was super hot out.

We (G & I) attempted to go on the harbour hoppers tour, but failed because it was getting late and they needed a minimum of 6 customers. To bad really because the tour is in an amphibious tour bus!

So I took a much-needed soak in the hotel's jacuzzi.

Tomorrow we have an early start and a flight to St. John's. Wish me luck - I'm not sure how many English speaking people I'll encounter.
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The polling was a sucess despite my inhernent ability toscre w thing s up. Eveytehyr ht wen dt good and the bake sale that wen ta llong with it raises enoguht money to offset the costs of part of it. Also I got to hang out with lots of cool folks so that was OK.

As you might gather from my ideisyncracti spelling that I'm drunk. fsI figure I dserve to have few dringk s on account of my successufly organizing of the polling.

It'll be awhile before I hear the results, but I'd be srprised if 'thuk and Wilma weren't acclai,med.. But what do I know?

Afterwards, I went with [livejournal.com profile] minyata (accomponied by [livejournal.com profile] cat_cetera) to her company Xmas party. [livejournal.com profile] garething and [livejournal.com profile] stephtopia joined. Also we met CV there, who is also an electrician , alng with G. We specualted on some of the c;assic cars that were at the venue (Gasoline Alley at Heritage Park) - specifiacally my cunning plan:

1) get agirlfriend who is into Edwardian Cosplay.
2) BReak into GAsoline Alley and find 1915 car that looks just like the Renault that sank on Titanic.
3) recreate the "jack and Rose Consumate their relationship" scene from Titanic.

Woot.

Eventually we all realzed that none o fus ewant ed to be at a company Christmas prty and we all want d to drink our faces off andplaey Rockband. So we went bwck to my plac.e

We started drinking. but te Televeision was in use so wer had a nice conversation about sex toys, fantsy novels appropriate fo r 11-ear olds (not simultanelusly) and the unfortunately implications of being abandoned in SOutherna Cliforna.

HOLY SHT MY TYPING IS ATROCIALUSLT...

I cn do better then this:L As I'll demonstrate:
"Extinct Pleistocene Megafauna"
A! I can spell, if I concentrate.

Back to thge narriative,.

The conversation was plesant, but we had some trouel (owing to a PS3 System update) getting started. People began drifting off,. Then it was fnished and we decided to play a few sets, which was fun.

Now I'm posting drunk for no real reaons. The demons and my ego are battling in my brain. Trying to decide ifI'm, cool or not. "I think your cool" says [livejournal.com profile] conejita_diabla. Awwww. Weirdly I don't vcare who whins. I'm just drunk and happy and if I wasn't so tired, I go for an ill-advicsed jog. I love feeling this way and it's hard to actuallyu pull it off. Probaly blew ay chance f hitting my ewihgt goal this week, but who cares.

And now they're back to playing WoW. I could keep going, expressinga all kinds of deep dark secrets, but I own't - mostly becayuse I'm getting drinker. [livejournal.com profile] stephtopia explained a mechains tof his, so I have no realy cohoice but to believe her.

Plans for the week:

1) Skull Island Superherose tomorrow. Might inclued Gnsters.

2) Tuesday night I plan on drinking at the Hpo in Brww.

3) My sohort vacation starts. Wednesday. I'm thinking afternoon trip to Banff (DAMMIT) whith a luch at the Bison Cafe and a soak in the hot springs. Dinner at Cheese Cake Cafe south here in Cowtown.,

4) SCA tavern.

5) Coronet ont he weekend!

Sp yeha, I'm feelin pretty good right now.l Hopefully I'll remember to rn tomorrow, since s kieppled today.

Ok, TIREd and drunk now. Godd night everyone. Post a reply if you know womeone who thinlks I', m sexy. Cause I need a litttle validatins.
Validation even.
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Ran 75 minutes today. Next week is the Breast Cancer run, which should take a comparatively short 30 minutes.

In other news, [livejournal.com profile] zapgun4hire and [livejournal.com profile] chris9871 are both in town for a visit. [livejournal.com profile] somejauntypolka will be joining them in a few days. I'll get to visit them again a week later when I briefly visit Victoria and Vancouver for the Titanic exhibit and the Royal Victoria (half) Marathon.

Hopefully the huge amount of exercise I'll be getting before then will make up for the huge amount of restaurant calories I plan on consuming.

After that I might go to Saskatoon for an SCA event. Still thinking about it though.

I saw The Order of the Phoenix this weekend. It was OK, but nothing special. Prisoner of Azkaban is still the best of the movies.

And for your viewing pleasure, two great tastes that go great together!
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Travel is the most private of pleasures.
There is no greater bore than the travel bore.
We do not in the least want to hear what he has seen in Hong-Kong.
- Vita Sackville-West
Luckily I have never been to Hong-Kong, so I won't be offending the Sackville-Wests of the world. Or is that missing the point?

As most of you know, it is my custom to travel to Vancouver several times a year to visit my friends there. What's shocking is that they keep asking me back! Thanks for putting up with me Carmen, Josh, Athena, Chris, Ryan, Ken, Lou, Jen, Sheldon, Brian, Jess, Mike and Alex. Josephine and MacWhalen, sorry I missed you - I'll catch you next time. And I met Jeff, Matt and Curtis, who seemed nice, and certainly keep good company.

I was going to write an exhaustive travelogue, but that would take several hours of time that would be better spent rereading Hellboy comics, so here are the highlights, along with some observations:

Saturday

- After an insane check-in lineup at the Calgary Airport (about eighty people ahead of me in line - luckily I didn't dawdle, it doubled in length within the next five minutes) I discovered that my Discman (manufactured prior to 1993) could not read the eighty minute audio CD I made for the trip.

- Read an article in the paper during my flight telling me that you should never overstay a visit. Four days max. for non-relative and five days for relatives. Hrrrrmmm - not an auspicious omen.

- Discovered that not all sushi places in Vancouver were created equally - it was the first disagreeable sushi I've had in a restaurant. Even the unagi was substandard - ugh.

- Saw Shrek. I love a movie with a happy ending. The second really good movie of the year.

- Met Brian's roommate Jess. Wonderful gal - She's a gamer, she plays Warhammer 40k and she's planning on murdering Brian. Two good traits and only one bad one (and I'm sure we can all overlook her Warhammer habit).

- Finished off the day by meeting the worlds only ninja cashier (he works in a gas station on Arbutus) - try to imagine having Li Mu Bai (from Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon) give you your change and you'll have a good idea of what I experienced.

Sunday

- Jogged down the Arbutus corridor (a rail line that runs through Vancouver - lots of politics here that I won't get into) in the morning. This is noteworthy because I sprained my ankle on the same route six months earlier - triggering a string of injuries, illness and bad luck that I only now feel like I've passed.

- Visited The Comic Shop on 4th Street. While there I attempted to repair an HP ink jet printer that Ryan Sen (who works there) needed. I removed the cartridges and flipped it over to look for an access panel (I was looking for a fuse that may have needed replacing as all the symptoms pointed to a power supply failure). Failing to find one I turned it back over to discover that you should never ever turn an ink jet printer upside-down because the purge unit will leak all the old ink into the inside of the printer. Having royally screwed the pooch on that one I made a hasty getaway. Remember: the printer was already broke before I touched it.

- Went to Soda's restaurant, which serves (among it's more normal fare) beer milkshakes and burger sundaes (it's a steaming hot hamburger patty straight from the grill served with two scoops of vanilla ice cream and hot fudge) both of which I failed to order. Sadly the service was slow and they screwed up our order. Despite that I'm willing to go back - I liked our waitress (more on this later) and the ambiance was nice.

- Saw Spike and Mike's Classic Festive of Animation at the Ridge theater. It was the single best collection of cartoons I've seen at a "Spike and Mike" ever, and when it comes to Calgary, I'm going to see it again. Of the eighteen shorts, these were the best:

Rejected (Academy Award nominee)
Father and Daughter (Academy Award winner)
For the Birds (Pixar's latest)
Europe and Italy [Jason told me this one: In a European paradise, the cooks would all be French, the lovers would all be Italian, the mechanics would all be German, the police would all be English and it would all be run by the Swiss. In European hell, the cooks would all be English, the lovers would all be Swiss, the mechanics would all be French, the police would all be Germans, and it would all be run by the Italians.]
The Prince and the Princess (all done with cutouts!)
Metropopular
Monday

- Took the train to Seattle. A most entertaining ride, but not in a good way. Ryan and I shared a car with a bunch of rowdy sixty year olds. They were obnoxious, drunk, and they took pictures of themselves simulating oral sex - I may be traumatized for life. Mere words cannot describe just how loaded these geezers were.

- While boarding the train I ran into our waitress from the night before (she was moonlighting as a porter). She was as disgusted by the slow service as we were. I had a lot of time to chat with her as customs agents decided to do everything they could to Ryan that did not involve rubber gloves. I learned that she was originally from Montreal, she worked in Canmore during the Olympics and Sunday at Soda's was her second day on that job. Proving once again that I am a doofus in such matters, I failed to learn her name or phone number.

- Witnessed a restaurant in White Rock as we chugged past called Charlie Don't Surf. I just thought I'd share that.

Tuesday

- Saw the Titanic exhibit.

- Went to Pike's Place Market (sort of like Granville Island or Kensington - only much much bigger). A store called Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe was very interesting, it had an awful lot of corpses on display, both human, animal and otherwise.

- Saw the Titanic exhibit.

- Bought some Peanut Butter Logs, the candy I can only find in the US. I love this stuff and only get to have it rarely. Naturally I left my bag of it on Brian's living room table the next day. Brian, if you read this far, and the candy is still there, PLEASE stick it in your freezer so I can retrieve it during a future visit.

- Saw the Titanic exhibit.

- Went up the Space Needle, which, according to one of the guides, survived the recent earthquake with no problems. She on the other hand was in the elevator at the time and had about a year's worth of growth scared out of her. The weather was clear as a bell and we could see both of the nearby volcanos (Mount Baker to the north and Mount Rainier to the south - impressive).

- Saw the Titanic exhibit.

- There was a strip joint next to our hotel which had the following slogan "hundred's of beautiful girls - and three ugly ones". Chivalry may not be dead, but it sure needs a life preserver. Ryan and I would have went, but with our luck we would have gotten the ugly ones.

- Saw the Titanic exhibit.

- Went to Tower Records and discovered that CD prices in the USA are completely unreasonable (the sticker prices are the same, i.e. $18.99 in the US and $18.99 in Canada. Oh yes, this was BEFORE applying the exchange rate).

- Did I mention that I saw the Titanic exhibit? This was an exhibit of artifacts dragged from the wreck to the surface by those whores RMS Titanic Inc. Of course, I'm a whore too, so I paid my money to see it. They were exceptionally good whores because I really enjoyed myself. Saw the IMAX movie Titanica. I also bought a bunch of cool junk, including some Titanic peppermints (think Altoids, but with a different box). I could go on about this for hours, but I realize that only one of you gives a rat's ass about Titanic other than me, so I'll stop now.

- Ate at 13 Coins, a very good, very expensive restaurant in Seattle, where you can watch them prepare your food. Unfortunately, I can get equally good food here in Canada for about half the price.

Wednesday

- Took the train back to Vancouver - none of those damn oldsters this time so it was far more enjoyable. Instead, Ryan and I spent about an hour of the trip discussing In Nomine war stories, so we probably freaked the other passengers.

- Missed seeing Yo Yo Ma in concert sadly. This was made worse by watching the last episode of Voyager instead. It's a little like being given a grand tour of heaven just prior to spending an eternity in hell. Voyager died as it lived: sucking [They made Janeway an Admiral?!? Quite the reward for being the biggest screw up in Federation history. Please god, make it so Scott Bacula doesn't suck.].

Thursday

- Jogged.

- Took a GREAT BIG WALK and did lots of window shopping.

Friday

- FTD.

- Went to the Clubhouse for sushi. Yum.

- Saw the first fifteen minutes of the Dungeons & Dragons movie. Clearly a movie that deserves the Mystery Science Theater treatment. I look forward to seeing the rest of it.

- Josh and Mike gave me a grand tour of Vancouver's more (ahem) colorful neighborhoods.

Saturday

- My trip ends on a high note by watching a play that Athena recommended: The Foreigner. A shy Brit pretends to not speak English while visiting an inn in Georgia - runs afoul of the KKK. The funniest play I've ever seen. If I lived in Vancouver, I'd buy season tickets to this company of players.

- WestJet sets a Vancouver to Calgary speed record by getting me home in less than in hour! Given the wind they could have done it in less than 30 minutes today.

Afterthoughts

- I set out to do three things this trip:

See the Titanic exhibit.
Hear Yo Yo Ma perform.
Marry Jennifer Mather (Global TV's Vancouver News Anchor).
I only succeeded in one of these noble goals, but despite that I really enjoyed myself. I'm already counting the days until my next visit.

- I'm going to spend far FAR less money next time.

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