Vancouver – Prince of Persia?

This day dawned much darker than the one before. Outside the hotel window misty clouds were rolling through the streets, obscuring the tops of the buildings and spraying the streets below with bursts of rain. The weather wasn’t amenable to outdoor activities, so the day was spent sheltering where...

Vancouver: Flying Solo

On a crisp spring morning I drag myself out of bed far too early for my liking. Discarded piles of clothing that didn’t make it into a suitcase litter the bedroom floor. Evidence of late-night packing efforts after a long day at work. With Brodie already settled in over...