More notes from my trip abroad:
Rainy grey Vancouver. Yet always the magical thrill of seeing the hint of mountains in the distance.
Meeting up with James, Stefan and Karen Lise – sharing our secrets in Danish to be drowned out by the multi-cultural roar of the city.
The “strip” of Granville Street in downtown Vancouver. Intensely grimy urban, dirty wet streets reflecting the neon-lighted facades in a very Blade Runner like way. Constant down-pour.
Visiting Stanley Park. The husky atmosphere of the forest, dripping wet and heavy with life:
