Movie Week! It gets a tad Colder!

Afternoon. So its been a busy week, nothing massively exciting has happened. But it has been busy. So Monday. I met up with Rosie as I was suffering from post travel Melon collie on Monday. We went to the Grade A Restaurant on Granville for the cheapest meal ever. If a restaurant feels it needs to point out how good it is in its name, then it probably isn't any good, this was confirmed upon ordering that days special. Which was Turkey and gravy served on to open pieces of bread and a side of mash potato. This turned out to be some very old looking turkey served in a bisto like gravy on two pieces of toast, with a side of instant mash, it could have been saved with a half decent free pudding. But that turned out to be two very small scoops of jelly. A jelly which was kept in the drinks cooler. I would say it should be the Grade D- restaurant myself. On Tuesday me and JP met up to head to the movie theatre (or cinema as you kids at home call it). It was Telus Tuesday, the UK equivalent to Orange Wednesdays, except you don't need to be on Telus... and you get free popcorn and drink, and its a couple of dollars cheaper than normal. We watched Zombie land, which turned out to be a cracking film, and could one day be a cult classic I reckon, it features a hilarious cameo from Bill Murray playing himself.
Wednesday me and Joe went out for a couple of drinks. This is normally an uneventful occasion, but this week it got pretty exciting. So we took a shortcut through East Hastings (poorest neighbourhood in north America, yadda yadda yadda ) were a homeless looking guy (jury is still out on if he was.. hopefully it will stay out) asked me for a cigarette, I gave him one ( I usually give homeless guys cigarettes if they ask for them, because its hard to swap them for crack like you can with a few dollars..... a lot of brackets on this entry). He then asks were we're heading and we tell him a bar. He offers to join us. Bugger. Both me and Joe are to polite and English to tell him to rack off. So we find ourselves in a bar on East Hastings, with a probable homeless guy who we've just bought a pint, drawing pictures of us, sat beneath a sigh that says "If the bar staff owe you money then come and see me in my office to get it back - Antonio" He draws a pretty convincing picture of Joe framed by the sun, with a bob cat below him, as this was Joes favourite animal. When it came to me I asked for a seal... the seal turned out alright, but he struggled to draw me, as I had no distinguishing features like Joe with his hat and beard. I thought I was going to be drawn as a blob like Howard Moon in that episode of the Mighty Boosh. After we leave the bar, with our pictures snugly tucked up inside our jackets, he suddenly starts demanding money for the pictures. Apparently his sketches are worth $10 CAN, we inform him that there not, and he was lucky to get a drink and cigarette, he suddenly turns a tad hostile, and calls us ass holes, before walking off. It was the first time since being on a night out in the UK were I thought "Christ, I hope he doesn't hit me". Still. A cracking adventure. Thursday me, Rosie and JP met up after I had finished work and headed round mine, were I knocked up a Curry. We also had some rum. It was a good night. Friday me, Rosie and JP and Piers met up at the Spaghetti Factory (now shortened to Spag Fac as I frequent it so often) were we had a cheap meal, before heading round to JP's to watch Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull which is one of the worst films I've seen in a while. Harrison Ford looks about 500 years old, and can't be bothered to act. By the end of the film I didn't really care if he got the crystal skull or not, to be honest the Russians seemed less douchie than he did. Saturday Me Rosie and JP went to the Furniture Warehouse for some very cheap food and a couple of drinks. Before heading round JP's and watching.... errr.... something someones big day out. A much better film than Indiana Jones and the Crystal skull. But then Hannah Montana: The Movie probably would have been. A story in which someone who's name I can't remember bunks of school to have a big day out in the city. As it was made in the 80's it comes across as a tad materialistic, the main reason this kid is cool is because he owns a lot of neat stuff. But its morals were in the right place and it was pretty funny. Today I've done jack all. Washed my clothes, cleaned my room, written this. That's about it. Back to work tomorrow.

Quote time

"I know a lot of stuff. I've watched a lot of TV in my time."

The homeless guy who drew my picture.

"Its like putting your head inside a kitten"

Me while trying on a hat. JP won't let this drop, and had now partially nicknamed me "Kitten Ripper", which I can add to my current collection of nicknames.

So this weeks random topic is:- The Weather. In Vancouver its been chucking it down for the last few weeks. Its a bit like being back at home. We've had a couple of weeks of solid rain, and its bloody freezing, around 5C most of the time in the city. But the good thing is, when it rains in Vancouver, 30 miles or so north, up in the mountains, its chucking it down with snow, they opened the ski runs early this year in Whistler as they've had so much. I'm currently looking into whats the best way to learn to snowboard, as there are loads of places to ski and snowboard just outside Vancouver. Grouse Mountain is only 20 minutes away, by public transport, and already has a healthy topping of snow on its summit. Plus its a good way to keep myself entertained until its possible to get some proper traveling done again.

That is all!