Mmm, farmland. It stunk like poo and things.
Downtown ... Let's go downtown.
Lori, Christina and I decided to go out on a
drive to Vancouver. Man, we go
there a lot now, eh? It's fun, though. I can never get enough of the sights
of
that city. So pretty. Anyhow, here's pictures of our from-the-car antics.
Mmm, farmland. It stunk like poo and things.
Flat land, flat land...MOUNTAINS.
We're in the tunnel! Excitement...yikes.
Frickin' traffic. Everyone is taking the same freeway exit.
The talking box at the Starbucks drive thru.
Lori all slick at the window. NOT. She dropped two pennies on the ground. Oops!
Crotch frappuccino. A good one at that.
Cool shadows at a BMW dealership.
Arch-i-teck-cher.
The lovely sea-green roof of the Hotel Vancouver.
This lady was tying to get in behind us, but she was damn close to Lori's Jeep.
ROAD RAGE COMETH!...too late.
I was hoping to catch a glimpse of a bell hop.
*Scared of Lori's road rage...and amused, too*
I'll never afford to live in those apartments. Damn.
Sunlight accenting a dirty window.
That's a nice title for this picture...hmm.
A crappy shot of the bridge that goes over the Lions Gate Bridge.
Trees and sun. Aw, how nice.
Holy cow, we're totally going so fast.
Nah, more like Lori hit a bump in the road. There were many.
I can never get enough of Harbour Center.
Finally, a picture of Christina. She WAS there!
Woohoo, we finally are out of the congestion in Stanley Park.
It was crazy in there--worse than the freeway.
*Still weirded out by Lori's road rage...but still amused.*
I like graffiti.
There's that "Nuclear Free Zone" sign again. Sheesh.
I've eaten there before. The food is really good...uh, très bien?
Just a random pole. Hooray for randomness.
There it is, the Rubber Rainbow. Aka: condom shop.
Here is the church, here is the steeple..tower...thing.
So cool. It totally didn't turn out the way I thought it would, but it's still
cool.
A plane landing at the airport, the setting sun...*violin music*
Where the hell is that violin music coming from?
Alex Fraser Bridge..and a reflection. Sexy.
I got bored when I got home and...
Holy crap, there are TWO of me!
There's only room for ONE of me, bitch.
On second thought, I kinda like you.
Uhh, and on that note, I'll probably be visiting
Vancouver again really soon
We always do. Uh, it's better than going to the dyke...hehee, dyke......