Back West

I've had no access to a computer for the past four days. Which is why I'm writing this at a computer terminal in a cafeteria. Behind me, people are eating breakfast or chatting on couches. I feel very exposed right now. It's been a bit odd, being disconnected from my email and the internet. I'm back in Vancouver on a training course for work. The training is going well. There's seven of us, along with two course instructors. My head is sometimes a bit sore by the end of the day from thinking big thoughts. But it's a luxery to be able to get away from the daily churn to think the big thoughts. I will say I've had the most satisfying food experiences on this trip to Vancouver. In spite of the week-long boil-water order (people here have been surprising patient with the boil-water order). My favourite restaurant was the Afghan Horsemen, a restaurant I went with my cousin to on Tuesday night, on Broadway and Cambie. We had a vegetarian platter that included hummus, a spinach dip, eggplant, pototo pancake-things (which I'm going to have to learn more about) and a pasta dish. It was a little greasy, but a good change. The decor was charming. We sat on ground, surrounded by cushions. Tapestries hung from the ceiling and covered the floors. I've also had dinner with my parents in Richmond and on Robson Street -- the Chinese standards, though I'm trying to get them to try a Japanese restaurant I've heard about on Robson, Guu with Garlic. Supposed to go to Vij's sometime before I leave as well. Did I talk about the lunch options? No boring paninis here. The noodle soup and sushi options are heavenly. For five bucks. Five bucks!