Vancouver is beautiful.
Flying into a Canadian airport after the last 6 airports we've been in recently has been the smoothest most organized process ever. They brushed us past customs because we looked 'trustworthy'. Christmas trees are pretty. There are no burnt out light bulbs.
Tim Hortons has an incredible new gingerbread donut.
Coffee (not from Tim's) is so comforting.
I'm thankful for friends who pick us up from the airport and welcome us back with hugs and groceries! - Mark & Hillary are the best!
Grocery stores are an amazing luxury! I bought soap AND bacon from the same place.
Staying awake at 3pm when your body thinks it's 6am and you've been awake for [?] hours is impossible.
It is splendid to talk to family.
Coming back to Vancouver is like coming back to an old, familiar home. Even the cold dampness is lovely and familiar (ask me if it still is in a month).
Christmas music fits better in Canada than India.
I need to get some Christmas lights for our apartment that we're subletting!
200 mysterious bites/hives are incredibly annoying. Stupid restaurant couch.
I'm thankful for:
- right side driving
- zero horn honking
- memory foam mattresses
- family phone calls
- pedestrian cross walks
- the possibility of cooking
- Christmas music in the grocery store
- trustworthy tap water
- unlimited hot water showers
- a husband who unpacks and organizes everything when I'm sleeping
- God providing a life and future for us in Vancouver!
Ok time to go to bed. Mmmmm. Home sweet.
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