44 years ago, Lou and I fell in love in Vancouver (Sleazy motel on a rainy night, breakfast at a cheap diner with a gusher pouring in from a hole in the roof, and an Italian grandmother yelling at her kid, who opened the restaurant on her day off, Mothers Day). 40 years ago, we honeymooned in Vancouver (Another sleazy hotel that is now a pay-by-the-hour place for random encounters. We then went to Whistler to ski for four days. Lacking money, we slept in a rented van with bench seating and no carpeting. We washed up in public restrooms. The skiing sucked. Whiteout conditions.) On January 14, Lou and I will be in Vancouver, but we wont be staying at a sleazy motel. Please come to my talk at Indigo and make our visit another memorable one.
Posted on: Thu, 09 Jan 2014 05:32:51 +0000