The last bits and bobs of December were made up of a lil of this, and a lil of that. A lunch with my buddy Jean to dish about the woes of life, a pre-Christmas tattoo touch-up (ow), and a bunch of Cialis commercials. It looked a little something like this:
So months and months after I actually graduated from my various concurrent scholastic endeavours, I convocated. That’s not a word, I realize, but it’s what I did. My parents came out and the family collective headed into downtown Vancouver to the swanky convention centre where I joined the scads of graduates (99 percent Asian, of course) and said my final goodbyes to years and years of study. The day was a blur, but I Hipstamatic-d it. That is also not a word.
With my parents out and my little sister back on stable ground, I took a day off and we all headed out to Vancouver Island. And thanks to some poor planning, we left around 9:00 AM and arrived in Victoria around 2:00 PM. What. Yeah, apparently it takes five hours if you take public transit once you’ve reached the island because the bus goes on the damn milk run. But! This time was more than adequate because I get bored in Victoria easily, unless I have some set plan.
The only thing I wanted to do was eat at Red Fish Blue Fish and then bum around. So, we did. And I captured the majority of the fun using my phone. Here we go!
