Jan 13, 2011

Early days in Vancouver

Well, it's been a week and I'm slowly adjusting to my new surroundings. One of the ways I'm rooting down to rise up is by taking photos as I wander through my new life. Here's a glimpse of what my eyes have seen:
The first tag that I noticed on my first day in Vancouver.
Hello Vancouver! 1st tag I saw on my 1st day in Vancity
The skyline from Main Street
Vancouver skyline from Main street

My buddy Clint is a super cool dude who is housing me and I'm grateful for his affectionate, loving support. You are the bees knees Clint! Muuah! Here's a peep at his dudecentric antique shop on Main Street:
Refind on Main Street
Refind on Main Street

Then there's my sweet dear beautiful Debora, who took me to the beach and fed my soul:
A Sunday stroll along the seawall
Couple on the rocks at 2nd Beach in Vancouver
Hello ocean
Taking flight
And showed me the Lost Lagoon with its golden trees.
Golden tree at the Lost Lagoon
Golden tree and duck watching at the Lost Lagoon
Golden reflections at the Lost Lagoon
I am so blessed and lucky to have such awesome, nurturing friends here. They are part of my root system and I am grateful for them.

But it hasn't been all wandering around looking at the beauty of Vancouver, I've also been busy trying to find work so I've been firing off my CV and going in for interviews at temp agencies. Here's a photo I snapped from the 18th floor of a high rise on Hornby Street where I sat for hours doing computer skills testing.
From the 18th floor on Hornby

At Burrard Sky Train station, here's a photo of a slightly shabby painted whale I'm sure every Vancouverite overlooks but I found it cute.
A Burrard Welcome Whale

It snowed yesterday and here's proof from the sky train:
From Skytrain on a snow day
Science World from skytrain on snow day

Well, it seems I'm really off on this new adventure. The yogic mantra of you gotta root to rise is reverberating in my soul and forcing me to face my old fears and the old debris I've had buried while I've been an expat swanning around Europe for years. This is what it means to come home with your treasures. It is now my work to face my sorted history and my undone laundry, and to see how I've grown, to test my mettle, to use the skills and knowledge I've attained aboard and to apply it to my new life back home. This is the task of the returning wanderer...

So here I go rocketing into the great known unknown to battle my dragons. Wish me luck!
And off I go into the great unknown...

All photography by Shehani Kay.


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