The bad news is the pool's closed for chemical treatment. The good news is that they have a jacuzzi.

I spent two and a half days traveling up the West coast. Sounds more glamorous before you take all the highways that avoid every major city and end up seeing and extension of Arizona for over 700 miles. But we made good time. I realized that Arby's should just stick to roast beef sandwiches, and that all that suburban sprawl really does bring heart ache (even twenty five years later). I moved in and celebrated over a few Fat Tires with my dad the night before he left for Pheonix. I'm sure I'll appriciate it when I want to flee to Vancouver, but this car now, just seems so rediculous.

I'm eager to meet the people of the city.