December 12, 1991
Stanley Park was so cool! Walked there from the hostel and it was pretty cold at times. It seemed to warm up a little once I made it to the park. Even the squirrels here are friendly. I've seen a few people come with a book and their pockets loaded with peanuts. Once the person settles in somewhere comfortable, the squirrels just reach into their pockets and help themselves.
Stopped for a coffee and a snack in Gastown. I found a used bookstore and went looking for something to entertain me on the long flight to Hawaii tomorrow. I think "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" should do quite nicely.
At the airport now (7:20pm) waiting for the flight tomorrow at 9:15am. Ok, I'm a little early, but I'm sure I can find someway to amuse myself until check-in begins. I think I'll start with a beer and possibly a bowl of clam chowder.
Went wandering around the airport looking for a bathroom and finally found one tucked away in a poorly marked indent of a wall that could easily be mistaken for a janitor's closet. As I'm in there, I notice there's someone in the stall next to me. They are wearing the strangest shoes. They look quite comfortable, but not what I would describe as feminine, but then neither are mine. I'm thinking, "This guy would be so embarrassed to realize he's in the ladies loo. I'll just wait until he leaves."
When he does, I finish up and as I'm leaving, I notice the stick figure with the dress is on the door opposite the one I'm exiting. At least I was helpful to the mom who was rushing her young daughter to the restroom from making the same mistake I did.
What was in that clam chowder?!?
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"If logic tells you that life is a meaningless accident, don't give up on life.
Give up on logic."
Give up on logic."
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