I've just seen a squirrel, and I'm quite excited. More excited than yesterday's bald eagle sighting, although (a.) They're kind of legendary, and squirrels are not; and (b.) seeing a bald eagle means all I need now is a bearded vulture and I have the complete set of beardy/baldy birds.
We've been in North Vancouver for a few days now, and have spent most of our time walking in forests, which has been really nice, especially after the horribleness that was LA airport. You'd think that such a major transport hub would have a decent airport, with at least vaguely-intelligent processes and physical design elements... but you'd be wrong. Massive queues in a grim environment; overloaded baggage carousels* alleviated by porters removing some bags and stacking them in the middle of the skinny aisles through which every passenger has to pass with their trolleys full of bags (once they FIND their bags!)... basically, don't go there.
Janine's just back from this morning's forest excursion - I begged off in order to continue bike/netbook purchase research (and wrote this instead). Apparently they not only SAW a squirrel, but chased it. I feel ripped off.
* = spelled variously Carousels and Caroussels, just to exacerbate the nastiness
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