vancouver, b.c.
Last Thursday's 10:30 alarm went off as usual -- and I rolled over and reset it for 1:30. I don't sleep well, so on the rare occasions I'm not up hours before the alarm ... well, I figure I'm entitled to take advantage of my body's willingness to rest. It makes up for the days I don't get any sleep at all.
I was almost back under again when my bedroom door opened. "Hey," I heard from somewhere in the fifth circle of dreams. "They're doing a show about Vancouver on The Travel Channel."
Uh oh. Goodbye, dreams. I was up and out of bed before I knew it, and downstairs ensconced on the couch -- just in time for the program to move up the coast to Victoria, B.C., Canada. I missed the Vancouver portion, but thoroughly enjoyed the footage of the remote wilds of British Columbia.
I went to graduate school at the University of British Columbia in Vancouver, and it was such a difficult place to leave: The vegetarian-friendly, ethnically diverse, outdoorsy, artsy population was so inclusive. I can truly say it was my favorite place to live. And I've been missing it more and more lately, as I've been getting more involved in hiking and outdoor activities.
Someday I'll go back. If not to live, then definitely to visit. And until then, hey, there's TV.