The Jolly Trinity

On arriving in Vancouver we had a further two hour journey on Sky Train and bus to White Rock, which is well to do area south of Vancouver – here we were able to stay with Scott’s parents. Our first taste of a Vancouver resident was a poet who kindly recited his personal repertoire whilst we queued for the bus – he was actually brilliant. The second wasn’t really a Vancouver resident but an Australian dude who we repeatedly met on different trains and buses and can be quoted as saying “hey man its you again – how’s your 7th hour in Vancouver” – he hated Vancouver and it wasn’t our seventh hour in Vancouver. The third was a bus driver that actually spoke to his passengers. He was mildly obsessed with learning about London buses and gob-smacked when we told him that bus drivers in London don’t normally talk to passengers and wouldn’t let you on without paying your fair.