White Power.

I dont know if i could tell you why I brave the long drive across the mountains to visit Vancouver approximately 2.5 times a year, but then again maybe I can. Memories are a powerful tool, they can transform a simple white rock into a monument, and a small town near the coast into an Ideal getaway location. Memories can give the mundane significance and the turn the ordinary into spectacular. This is what Vancouver is to me. Some look at Vancouver and see the city that brought Canada to its feet during the Olympics, some might see a city which contains the poorest postal code in Canada. For me Vancouver and area is a collection of memories. Instances from my distant and not so disant past which make it one of my favorite places on earth.

They say home is where the heart is. If this is the case than I feel like I have many homes. There are many places on Gods green earth that have captured a piece of my heart. Edmonton, Paris, Hong Kong, Vancouver, and Rome have all impacted me in significant ways. Whether it be the sights, the people, or just the experience of the journey.

Some people many take the trip into places like Abbottsford, White rock, and Vancouver and not see what the big deal is. The big deal for me is that these places contain some of my fondest memories. The guitar trip in grade 12 to the coast and the Island was two of the most ridiculous weeks of my entire life. to this day it is still one of my favorite journeys to the area. Not many experiences in my life so far have topped being in Vancouver for the Olympics, going to a hockey game, and being on the streets when Canada mens hockey won Gold. Absolutely incredible.

In Vancouver resides the greatest pizza place on Earth, Romanos, at which i must grab a slice or three every time i am there. Wings boasts the hottest wing in North America, which was a crazy experience of which i try to sucker people into share with people all the time. White Rock and Cultus lake are two of the most beautiful place in Canada, yeah it may just be a silly white rock or a nice lake but to me it will always remind me of swimming races and jumping off the pier, spending time with family.

This trip i tried my best to take in as much as i could of this amazing area but sadly it was not long enough. I was able to pay homage to the white rock, stuff my face with Romanos, and watch a friend almost lose his cool eating that wing. I am stoked I got to go back again and am convinced a prompt return is likely imminent. So until that time comes i will continue to brave the cold weather and enjoy the company of friends and family in E-town.

Todays theme song has definitely been rocking my spiritual life the last few days. I encourage you to give it a listen. Powerful lyrics and incredible melody.

Skeleton Bones - John Mark Mcmillan

Until next time.

Keep your stick on the ice.