Making it count

Not all long weekends are perfect, in fact many don’t seem long enough, but this one was pretty darn near close to perfection. Sure I may have had a splitting head ache for a few hours of it and a couple of lows that tried to bring me down, but not even those could ruin it. In fact, they were just mere hiccups compared to everything else. Nothing spectacular happened, but a lot of good happened, and that combined surely adds up to spectacular.

On Canada Day, Mario and I had a spontaneous date night and went out for some traditional Canadian grub at Las Margaritas (seriously, how is Mexican not Canadian?) then we went and saw Beginners at the Fifth Avenue, which is one our favourite theatres. And the movie, oh my goodness, I was on the verge of tears through the entire thing, and even at one point squirted a few which rarely ever happens. Yes, it was a sad one, but such good one. The story, the acting, the characters were so compelling, so great. Heck, even the dog was. If you haven’t already seen this movie, you must seek it out. Perfect.

On the way out of the theatre, Mario’s eyes were drawn to the BMW dealership, but not for the cars – for the BMW bikes! Only Mario 😀

On Saturday, we watched an impressive first stage of the Tour de France, which was won by Filip Gilbert – BELGIUM REPRESENT!!! (My sleep for the next three weeks will be somewhat jarred with the alarm blaring for a half of a second at ungodly hours, because apparently watching the Tour live is better than watching it on PVR … I don’t get it either, it all looks the same to me.) And then we did our traditional anniversary climb up the Grouse Grind, and followed that up later in the afternoon with a local beer on the patio of a new restaurant at Granville Island – in the sun! Perfect.

How proactive … and funny!

Yesterday I spent the afternoon wandering around Steveston by myself. I was on a mission to find something I’d seen at the Steveston Farmers’ Market a few weeks back, but when I couldn’t find the seller person (and I was super persistent walking back and forth through the market like three times) I decided to just hang out, discover the boutiques, lazily stroll down the wharf, take in the smell of the salt and seafood, and the beauty of the day. Perfect.

How was your weekend?

1 thought on “Making it count”

  1. You’d be proud, we went cycling. In San Francisco. Sunday was perfect, hot and sunny, started on the Embarcadero around to Fishermen’s Wharf, the Marina District down Chestnut Street and back to the Embarcadero. Monday, you’d think we were amateur Left Coasters. Went to Ocean Beach, pulled out the bikes for a go-round of Golden Gate Park. Sunny, warm, a little breezy, then the fog rolled in, the wind picked up. We were under-dressed, racing back to the car, ice-cream headache, frozen knuckles. Still fun!

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