i'm in vancouver. mainly i've been getting high on fresh, floral air. it's a real boost to be around air that smells like flowers rather than sewers.

not that i have anything against sewers. see, when a sewer is only 2 feet below the surface of the street, it's more honest. it reminds us that "yes, we shit. then the shit goes somewhere."

i think BC has too much victorian baggage. "excrement is yucky, out of sight, out of mind."

of course we don't just toss it in the nearest river and hope for the best...

the most annoying thing is being able to understand what everyone is saying, for the most part. when you can overhear someone say "i'm just going to spit in his face when i see him next." and shit like that it's a little disconcerting.