I'm in Vancouver, but it was a bit of a screwaround getting here.
Fellow reporter Jeremy, from the Princeton paper, proposed we share car duties, as his vehicle has been giving him copious jive. I was cool with that, as I hate driving. Everything was cool until we got to Port Moody, when a series of complications made it impossible for him to lead me (the car neophyte) back to the highway. So I gamely tried to get out of Port Moody, shitting bricks the whole way. I ended up at some port terminal, a series of train tracks, and finally on some highway. Somehow, I found myself in Richmond, but finally got near to downtown and to my friend's place. It was an absolute nightmare, not least because driving in Vancouver terrifies me. Anyway, here I am, and the car ain't going anywhere until Monday morning.