It's always a bit strange coming back to BC, especially after my recent extended absence (four whole months!). From the girl with the "Fuck you! I have enough friends" bunnyhug (sorry, hoodie or hooded sweatshirt) with her very pierced hardcore mountin biking boyfriend on the bus, to the oh so clever bit of subversion at the ferry terminal where the PASSENGERS sign over the ticket window had been modified to read PASSENGER$, to the number of people speaking Chinese, to the possibility of seeing people in those bright yellow rubber boots (they'll wear them anywhere . . .) to the excellent sushi I had yesterday in Vancouver.

And it is so, so gloomy here. Except for a pretty sunrise Sunday on the morning drive to the ferry, I haven't seen the sun at all. For a week now, it's just grey skies and plenty of rain . . .