Halloween in Vancouver is vastly different from what I have been used to. In fact, outside it sounds like a war zone. Fireworks are going off all over town. Some of the explosions are massive in sound. In fact, I think there are some people waring against each other nearby. You hear the pops, laughter, and then loud voices. All of this is happening just a matter of blocks from downtown. This is where I live. It’s nuts and insanely entertaining all at the same time.
I spent today going around the remainder of the lower mainland that I haven’t seen yet. Rebecca took me to White Rock where you can look across the water and see the states on the other side. It’s the closest I’ve been to the border thus far. The feeling was pretty odd to see Washington state within sight. Somedays I really have to remind myself that I’m in another country even though that border is so close. I still get laughed at for mistaking certain locations, directions, and layouts to the city, but what can I do? I’m not from here. I’m still learning.
I’d like to see any local from around here get dropped into the middle of Iowa. More so, let’s see how they’d do in about two or three months.