It's easier to ask for forgiveness then permission

Dad and I discovered that tall buildings block rain. We had time to spare between boarding our flight to Bangkok. So we decided to take the train down town. We enjoyed a restaurant where you put everything you want grilled into a silver bowl. Funny thing is its mongolian restaurant! We get fortune cookies Dad's read you are a practical person with both feet on the ground, mine reads now is the time to enjoy trying something new. We head back to the airport after a very wet walk in the rain. 

The art work in the airport is west coast native art work every where. Large totem poles, ponds, and everything is blue and green for the olympics. 

I'm curious how long the battery life on my computer is because I can't find a plug in. We are now just sitting... and sleeping till we can board the plane. A stranger sleeps to my right. 

I wish I had a camera.

It's Waining and Powing.

My Father and I arrived at the Vancouver Airport. It is large I'm sure you could fit everyone from my town in it and live in it comfortably. The lights look like trees, and everything is very clean. 

The first loving greeting I hear "hey, you stupid hooker!" as two friends share a large hug (it confuses me how some people can greet each other like this). I over hear a women talking on her phone she wines about the weather "it's Waining and Powing outside"! 

I already miss everyone close to me. I find myself wanting to reach into my bag to text, but my phone ditched me to stay in Canada so I can't. I miss you all.