Vancouver, Day Two; or: Go, Canucks, Go! (14/3/15)

As I sit in the hotel room, sipping my Tim Horton’s medium original coffee (with cream), it quickly dawns on me how I’ve so successfully adapted to my current Canadian surroundings. Dinner was poutine with a twist, courtesy of Smoke’s Poutine on Granville, where I enjoyed the ‘Italian’ – a mix of deliciously herby Italian sauce and sausage, that proudly topped the Canadian delicacy that is poutine; and now I sit here reflecting on the events of Saturday the 14th, reminding myself that this holiday bubble will, unfortunately, burst sooner rather than later. BUT, that is later. And I am still in Vancouver, in my hotel room, at a writing desk, drinking Tim Horton’s coffee, full of poutine, and reflecting on one of the more Canadian-y days we’ve had so far, because this was the day we went to our first NHL Hockey game.