I’m in Vancouver, B.C., getting ready for our cruise to Hawaii.
I’m unprepared for this.
I figured, I live in South Texas, I’m going to Hawaii and I’m only going to be in Canada for a couple of days so I don’t need any cold weather gear. Cold weather meaning anything below 60 degrees. That turned out to be a ridiculous assumption. It’s dropping down into the 40’s at night. Which means I can’t do a damn thing after 6 pm.
Totally my fault. My wife brought cold weather gear. As a matter of fact, I did too. It’s in the back seat of my car at the airport. You see, back in San Antonio, it’s hot enough to melt the sun.
So, that means I get to go shopping in Vancouver. This is not good, because Vancouver is New York-like in its cost of living. Maybe I can pick up some Canucks gear here. I’ll have to liquor myself up to get over the pain.
Vacation. It’s good no matter what.