Today Steve and I went around to a few different districts in Vancouver. We realized that we’ve been pretty safe in that we haven’t really been too far into Vancouver “proper”, which is the larger portion of Vancouver. This is pretty much because anything you’d ever want or need is likely at your fingertips in downtown Vancouver, and is easy to walk to. It’s like a small town in a big city, well, except for the drunken hobos pooping in alleys. I am pretty sure that brings me back to reality every time.
We walked by an antique store boasting some odd fares in the window, such as a variety of ceramic elephants caught in the middle of a great joke I assume…
“HAHA, ELEPHANTS LOVE JOKES! WOULDN’T YOU LIKE TO OWN SOME ELEPHANTS CAUGHT IN A FIT OF JOY?!” I know I would.
We also saw this poor doggie sitting outside for maybe a half hour in the rain. I don’t know where the owner was, but they eventually came to get him (or her?). Steve took a moment to give it a little break from the rain.
We also ended up at CUPCAKE HEAVEN, I mean, come on, they don’t even need a freaking store name. You just see the cupcake and you’re like, LET’S DO THIS.
You know what though? Debit AND credit were both down. I don’t carry cash on me, like EVER. WHAT A DISSAPOINTMENT!!!! The girl at the counter told me this only after I had chosen a container of six delicious cupcakes. KILL. ME. NOW.
Also, are phone booths dissapearing where you are? This is one of the only phone booths I’ve seen in Vancouver, and it had this odd photo glued to it. Then I looked inside and there wasn’t even a phone in it! WHAT IS GOING ON, PHONE COMPANY???
Beside the phone booth was a tree that had, I swear, TESTICLES. I think you can click on the photo to enlarge, but if not, trust me, this thing had an enormous pair of testicles. I don’t know why they grew out the side, but apparently out here even the trees have balls.
And finally, this was just a creepy little house I saw. I think the photo makes it look a lot nicer than it was, actually. If you look at the window, you’ll see a dirty old mannequin head is sitting on the ledge. CREEPY.
Sadly, the dogs had to stay home this trip. The good news is that no one shit on the floor while we were out! Hurrah!