  Ah the life of a traveler. It's funny how I never really think how lucky I am to be able to travel so much for so cheap. It all seems to be something that I take for granted even though I know that I am very privileged. Travelling is so expensive and with my man being in Halifax, I can assure you that we both know what paying for the full price means... But like I've said before, what's a couple thousands more of debt on a 100000$ debt. Yep that's what it costs to become a dentist in Nova Scotia (where my boyfriend is presently studying). So I got convinced by Stephanie to come to Vancouver for her 30th birthday (which is tomorrow the 11th). And woke up this morning at the dreadful hour of 0530 (for those who don't do int'l time it's 5:30am).
It was especially dreadful since I got back from work last night at 0230 and didn't get to bed until 0330 (had to pack and release the usual after-flight tension). But here I am in Vancouver, Scottless Vancouver that is (it's not the same Scotty) until friday morning when I will once again wake up at the dreadful hour of 0630 this time... Had lunch on Granville Island where Steph now works and that is always fun. Walked to her place then after ferrying across the bay to the west end waterfront. Walked all the way to her place just like I used to do all the time when I actually lived here.
Ah memories... Vancouver is so beautiful when it steps out of it's cloudiness... And now here I am, writing this because of my friend Scott who inspired me. Have to decide what to do for dinner. So tough to decide cuz my friends have this idea in their mind that I am a great cook when in reality I don't think I'm that great, just inventive and respectful of the cooking my mom used to do when I was a kid...
Thanks Scotty by the way for your good comments about my crème brûlée which might have been good but was too liquid that time you had it ;). And for your convenience, I promise to publish my "famous" cheesecake recipe so you can attenmpt to make it yourself ;). Until then... 
