and you’re rocking to the next big thing

A new year in the new country. Rebecca and I have an affinity for watching programs that not only entertain, but educate. One of those have been this ongoing documentary, Canada: A People’s History. I only want to learn more about this country. It seems like I have so many questions every single day. I know that some of them are down right stupid, but if you don’t ask, you’ll never know. I find it’s better to never assume or act like you knew something. I know that I can’t always ask the right question, but the point is to try.

New Years was good. Just a small gathering of Rebecca’s siblings, some margaritas, games, and laughs. For the most part, Vancouver doesn’t have a major gathering spot to ring in the year. On the other hand, the whole town was alive when midnight rolled around. There was just this noise all over the city. People yelling, noise makers, horns honking. It was pretty nuts, but incredibly remarkable. Everyone seemed to head to their balconies to check it all out. Very very cool. I couldn’t have asked for better.