Homeless in Vancouver: I thought it was beginning to warm up!
Waking up this morning, I considered things in the light of a new day.
While I washed down a mouthful of cheese-flavoured goldfish with leftover coffee in my thermal travel mug, I wondered who dreamed up things like cheese-flavoured, goldfish-shaped snacks.
Last night’s coffee was still lukewarm; a good sign I thought—how cold could it possibly be?
I didn’t get a block before I had my answer. There was a building’s drainpipe, frozen in mid-gush, the water bubbling from the mouth of the pipe and flowing over the branches—nearly a freeze-frame!
So it’s still well below zero, and forecast to stay that way into next week. But, like Canadians back east like to say about their winters—“it’s a dry cold.”